Lauras Punishment - Sex Stories

Lauras Punishment

... Laura. You know that, don't you?" "Yes, Sir. And then could I keep getting paid, or at least some of the money?" "Not so fast, Young Lady." He said, scratching his chin with his left hand. "We need to work this out. You're only twelve years old and very lucky to have such a nice job. Are you willing to accept spankings? And it would take lots of spankings to pay for this." Another chin scratch. "That way I could keep paying you, and your mother wouldn't need to find out you broke such an expensive antique." "OK. Yes, anything you say. I'll accept the spankings... and for lots of weeks, too, because I know it was expensive and I shouldn't have picked it up, trying to look inside at the little people who come out on the wheel." "Go over to the couch. And take off your shorts." He said, pointing to the couch in the living room. "But..." I didn't know what to say. He pointed, arm straight as an arrow. I walked into the living room from the large foyer with Dr. Nevins right behind me. He sat on the couch and motioned for me to pull down my shorts. "But..." My hands were on the snap in front, but I hesitated, figiting with the brass snap in my fingers. "But..." "Maybe I should just call your Mother, Laura, if you're not going to accept your spankings. And some of the spankings will be hard!" He slapped his right fingers onto the side of his left hand, making a loud smack sound. I jumped. "And this will take many weeks before the debt is paid. It's your decision." I unsnapped the ...

... front of my yellow shorts and slowly pulled down the zipper. I could feel myself blushing, but also noticed a different sensation. The twitch in my groin surprised me. He must have seen my acceptance of the spankings because he nodded as I slowly pulled down my zipper. That tingly feeling grew as I pulled the zipper all the way to the bottom. "Hold still, Laura. I'll help you." He sat on the front edge of the couch and pulled down my shorts for me. I tugged my panties up as he slid the shorts down my legs. My hands crossed in front of my white, cotton panties as I stepped out of the shorts. I felt suddenly embarrassed by the pale blue teddy bears on them, like little kid panties. Dr. Nevins motioned for me to put my hands at my sides. I did, trembling inside, but acutely aware of the other growing feelings. "Panties, too." He said. "No!" I gasped. My hands crossed in front of my panties, hiding my pussy area from his sight. He said, "Laura." And waited. I didn't answer. I wasn't even sure if he was asking a question or telling me to do something. Then he motioned with his hand for me to put my hands at my side again, so I did, feeling more tingles between my legs as I put my arms at my sides. "Laura." He said again. It was his habit to repeat things to me. I thought it another quirk of an old professor. I wasn't sure how old he was, but his hair was about half gray and there wasn't very much of it on top. He was physically fit - slender, but not skinny, wiry. "Laura, these ...