The Pirate gives her a spanking

Nazia writhed in her improvised bindings, trying to get her hands free of her jacket, or to uncover her eyes so that she could at least see what she was doing, but all she achieved was making her plump backside jiggle inside her unfashionable panties. Her soft brown buttocks quivered every time she squirmed, heightening her embarrassment as she realised that she was only humiliating herself more by trying to get free.

"Next time, don't make it so obvious when you're casing a place," the Pirate teased, "You really aren't a very good detective, are you?"

"I am!" Nazia growled, "I'm a good detective!"

The Pirate chuckled.

"You know, somehow that sentence isn't so convincing coming from a plump, half-dressed woman tied up with her own clothes," she said, and Nazia shivered at the feeling of the Pirate's warm breath on her back, "I'm going to teach you a lesson now, and hopefully next time you'll try a little harder."

"A lesson? D-don't- eek!" Nazia squealed, as without warning the Pirate gave her a sharp swat on her plump bottom. "Ouch! Please don't- ow!" The spank was followed quickly by a few more, each impact setting Nazia's soft rump jiggling. Her cheeks were burning with the embarrassment, and she felt tears come to her eyes more from humiliation than pain. She was being treated like a misbehaving child, and alongside being incapacitated so easily by the Pirate she felt like a complete joke. Her fat buttocks wobbled and smarted with every smack, as she fumed with humiliation into the headscarf wrapped around her face.

"You know, I can't really spank you properly with these ridiculous old panties in the way," the Pirate commented, and before Nazia could plead for mercy she'd tugged the humiliated detective's underwear down to expose her butt. If Nazia had felt **** and naked with just her panties, it was nothing compared to how she felt now with nothing at all to cover up her chunky backside.

The Pirate continued spanking her, striking her bare, uncovered skin with the flat on her hand and making Nazia whimper.

"S-stop, please no more..." she pleaded, her rosy buttocks increasingly matching her flushed face.

Suddenly, the sound of police sirens in the street outside made both women jump. Finally, her backup! For a moment Nazia was relieved - then suddenly she imagined her colleagues seeing her in this state and her heart dropped through her stomach.

"Untie me! Please, just untie me before you go!" she begged. All she got in return though was one last firm spank on her bare behind.

"That's my cue to leave, but I'm sure we'll meet again," the Pirate said in her ear, and Nazia could hear her grin in her words, "See you around, detective."

And with that the Pirate was gone. More **** than ever now, Nazia struggled against her bonds, **** to free herself - or at least to pull her underwear back up to cover her buttocks - before the officers saw her like this, but the Pirate had known what she was doing. Her bonds were as tight as ever, and all her squirming and wriggling achieved was causing her blouse to ride up to expose more of her wide, womanly hips and soft fleshy belly.

"Don't come in!" she shouted frantically as she heard the officers at the door, "I-it's not safe, I need to- I need to secure the area!"

Her voice was muffled though from her position face-down on the floor and by the headscarf still wrapped around her face, and despite her urgent cries there was nothing she could do but squirm in mortified humiliation as the officers burst in through the door behind her.