"Looks like somebody hasn't been honest..." Miss Locke's gentle voice only makes you worry all the more. Before you can make any excuses, a stinging slap lands on your backside, and you cry out in pain.
"No need to beg this time...I'm going to keep spanking you until you learn not to lie to me ever again. You're not a very clever boy, so it might take a while..."
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
The sound of Miss Locke's hand striking your backside in rhythm echoes through the room for a short time, before she switches to the heart shaped-paddle from the other day and continues even more vigorously.
At first you try to endure in silence - and the occasional yelp -, but with spanking seeming to have no end, you start pleading for Miss Locke to stop, claiming you've learned your lesson...anything to end the pain.
She ignores you completely, one hand pinning you to her lap while she delivers increasingly painful smacks to your ass with her paddle.
Eventually, you're reduced to tears, then sobbing, all to no avail. You lose track of time, and after what feels like an eternity, Miss Locke rolls you off her lap onto the floor, where you lie in a mix of relief and agony.
Looking up at Miss Locke as she rises to stand over you, you notice from the state of her legs that you've shamefully ejaculated into her lap at least twice during the ordeal...
"Now, tell me everything."
Looking satisfied, Miss Locke makes you recount the entirety of your experience with the two policewomen. You don't dare hide even a single thing.
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