You take the thin snappy rod.

You see Alice's bottom lip quiver. You grin at her as you see her face grow red and hot. “So Alice,” you start “I hear about intruders, that they need to be punished.” “Yes Sir,” says Alice. “And if you think I'm going to be okay with an intruder in my house, then you've got another thing coming.” “No Sir,” pleads Alice.

But her pleas falls on deaf ears. You take the thin snappy rod down from its place in the earth of a flowerpot. It urges you to give her great pain to her backside. “I'm going to teach you a lesson about respecting my goods. This'll be the last time you do your little escapades in other men’s houses.”

Alice knew it was no good. In her mind she knew she had done something wrong, but she doesn’t deserve this whipping. She also knows that you are intent on whipping her, and that she will have to submit her bottom to punishment. Nobody had found it necessary to whip her until now, but she knows that that is what it would be coming down to.

You whistle a tiny spot of air between your lips. And are taken aback by her bottom. “So I see you are ready,” you say to the bent over Alice. Alice nods, her breasts wobbling and her round globes sticking up. “Well don't think that you'll be getting it easy from me” you state to her. You pause for a moment before the whipping.

Then without a word, you draw back the thin rod and whip it into her bottom. Alice has never been whipped with a thin rod before, and the pain is intense. It is a sinister and harsh punishment, causing her to cry out. “Shout all you want,” you say, “The neighbours will just know that an intruder still needs to be whipped when caught. I don't mind.”