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Spanking for Miss

... over her back and Tanya gasped and lifted her hips as she felt his hands on the waistband of her panties. "No sir, please not on the bare!" she whimpered, biting her lip. "Oh yes Tanya. I'm afraid naughty little girls like you only get spankings on their bare little bottoms. That's the only way to get through to them you see," his voice was firm, but it had a tender tone to it. Tanya wished Mr Davill would just take her in his lap and stroke her hair and tell her everything was alright. She longed to feel forgiven. Mr Davill slowly slid her white cotton panties down over her bottom and brought them all the way to her knees. There was no denying it. Tanya was exposed. She felt like a very naughty little girl indeed bent over that desk, feeling the cool air on her bare behind. Mr Davill slowly removed his leather belt. Tanya started to cry. "Oh, you'll have plenty to cry about sweet Tanya," Mr Davill brushed her bare bottom with his hand and leaned into whisper in her ear. "I'm going to give you a taste of the belt today and it will hurt. But I hope that this will help you to remember to be a good girl in the future." "Yes sir," Tanya sniffed. With that, Mr Davill pulled back his belt and brought it down on Tanya's bare little tush with a mighty thwack. The sting was so intense it took Tanya's breath away. Then another thwack, right in the center of her bum, covering both cheeks. "Owwww," Tanya cried and tried to rub her bottom with her hands. "You better move those hands young ...

... lady, or they will feel the sting of my belt too," Mr Davill lay one hand firmly on the small of Tanya's back as his other hand continued to wield that gosh darn strap. Whack, whack whack! The strap continued to reign blows down on Tanya's ass. She was sure there were some good looking red stripes all over her butt already. "Oh my sweet baby girl. We are just warming up," Mr Davill kindly rubbed her sore butt a little before the blows started to continue. Whack, smack smack. He worked his way down to her sit spot and to the tops of her legs, slowly working his way down one leg and up the other, each lash stinging her more than the next. "If you weren't such a naughty girl, I wouldn't have to spank you like a bad little miss, would I?" whack whack whack. That belt just kept wielding it's magic. "Owwweee, Mr Davill, I'm so sorry," Tanya sobbed and started to repeat her little dance from one foot to the other. "You better stay still Miss Tanya, or I will take you over my knee!" Tanya secretly longed to be over Mr Davill's knee feeling his strong muscular thighs pressing into her pelvic area. She started to move and fuss more in the hope that he might carry out his threat. "That's it!" Mr Davill moved the chair out from his desk, sat down and pulled naughty Tanya over his knee. He wasted no time in pulling her panties all the way off and leaving them on the floor. Then he opened his desk drawer and took out a small thin paddle. "Oh no sir, please, not that stingy little paddle," ...