Go slow

"Mmmf!" Diana grunts softly as you whack her pretty rump with the paddle. You use half as much **** as you did on Rose Newton, not wanting to hurt this woman you have growing and protective feelings for. Besides, you're uncomfortable with the whole situation, half aroused by the headmistress bent submissively over your desk, half appalled by the idea of paddling her. She looks back at you, the beginning of a frown on her pretty face as you raise the paddle for another blow.

"Mmmf! Wait, that's not what I want!" she snaps, standing up and turning to face you, fists on her hips. "I want every smack just as hard as you gave that serpent Rose Newton a few minutes ago. Don't you dare make a mockery of this Mister! Don't you dare patronise me! So if you have any strength in those big strong arms, and aren't all worn out paddling schoolgirls, why don't you show me what you can do Marine?"

She turns and bends over your desk again, her eyes glaring at you. "I have eight blows coming. And I want them all. Now do your job!"

Taken aback at her vehemence and stung by her taunting, you step forward and raise the paddle again.