Punishing Leha

"I explained the rules, Leha. You must be held accountable for your transgressions." you say as you sit.

She looks up into your eyes, the fear evident. "Yes, Master."

"For starters, you must be more careful of the food. You spilled wine. Drape yourself across my lap."

"Your ...your lap, Master?" You nod. She does as she was told. You lift her skirt, noticing the pleasantly plump cheeks covered by modest cotton panties. Thwack! You slap her ass with an open hand.

"Ouch!" she screams. Her obvious discomfort is turning you on. Thwack! The second blow lands a little harder. She screams again. Then a third, and a fourth. All followed by Leha's verbal reaction. Curious to know just how much you have done, you peel her panties off her ass. "Master, What are you doing?"

Her cheeks are crimson where your hand has landed. "Inspecting you for damage." you say. "I can't have my hired help injured." Your hand caresses her cheeks. Your fingers slide down the crack of her ass.

"But Master..."

"Silence! If you wish to remain in my employ, you will accept your punishments without protest." Your fingers explore deeper, discovering that the young woman is wet. From her punishment? Pushing a finger inside, you withdraw it, lick it, and smile wickedly. You wonder if your Grandfather sampled this before his passing.