Spank her pussy

Your orders technically only said to "spank her" but didn't specify where. Resting the palm of your hand flat on her burning red ass you tell her that if you don't finish spanking her it wouldn't set a good example. She just sniffles and begs you to stop. "I won't stop the spanking, but to be nice I'll spank you somewhere different so your ass has a break. Is that suitable?"

She's quiet as she contemplates and eventually says "Okay, I guess. Where do you want to spank me?"

Sitting in a chair you tell her to climb onto your lap. She does so and you wrap and arm around her stomach. You pull tight against you and have no doubt that she can feel your hard-on through your pants. You don't care. "Now lean back and spread your legs wide for me, honey."

Leaning into you she slouches and parts her legs. Before she questions you come down with a stiff, but gentle slap on her cunt. The sound is more of a -SPLAT- than a -SMACK-. She let's out a startled yelp. "Daddy! No!"

"It's either this or I bend you over again and make sure you don't sit for a week. Your choice."

She sobs hard. "L-let's get it over with."

"Count."

"Twenty-five, Thank you, Daddy."

-SPLAT- Her body shudders a little as you slap her pussy and her hands grab your knees. "Twenty-six, thank you Daddy."

-SPLAT- Her nails dig into your knees and she let's out a little "Unh" and counts off number 27.

-SPLAT- This time you come down and pause cupping her pussy, putting pressure with the top of your palm on where her clit should be. She pushes her body against the spank and let's out another "unh" before counting.

-SPLAT- She let's out a very clear moan. "Twenty-nine. Thank you, Daddy. One more please."

You come down hard a last time. This time after the splat she clenches her thighs closed trapping your hand. Her body quivers as she counts "Thirty, please just hold me a little bit, Daddy. Your hand is comforting."

She seems to melt against you as your hand is trapped between her thighs. It's hot and wet. You wonder if you're violating the rule, but it isn't like you have a choice.

Ashley continues to softly sob and sniffle, but she's also slightly squirming. "Will you tuck me into bed?"