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The Unjustly Punished Lady Lawyer

... slightly skinny young posterior into the air, looked cheekily round, and said, "Come on Mum, I've been a bad girl!"

"You minx!" I thought and landed a fair clout across her bum with the doubled-up belt.

She jerked, but in a few seconds was ready for the next one. I increased the force a bit and there was a loud SNAAP as the leather contacted brown skin.

This time there was a sharp intake of breath, but nothing more. I gave her a third, followed fairly quickly by a fourth. This time she shook herself from side to side and buried her head on the bed, but remained in position.

I took very careful aim and cracked one home with considerably more force. This time I got a muffled yelp out of her and contractions of her bottom cheeks. I thought, "One more and we take a break, but make it a good hard one".

I swung round hard, landing a real cracking blow across the fattest part of her buttocks. She collapsed writhing about on the bed, rubbing at her bottom, and I saw a couple of little tears oozing out of the corners of her eyes.

After a couple of minutes, she rolled onto her side and smiled at me. "It did sting immediately, but now it's fine. The pain is fading already." I rolled her back onto her flat little tummy and looked at the smooth brown skin of her bottom.

Three broad marks were swelling into impressive welts. Three lesser marks would fade quickly, but the skin was intact and there were not even any raw patches.

"Do you want to try the whip?" I asked, ...

... showing her six doubled-up leather bootlaces that were about eighteen inches long. Nabila looked at them and said, "Yes, please, but build up to it like you did the last time. Start gently and steadily increase it to help me deal with it."

"Please, can you let me say 'OK' before you hit me each time, too?" I couldn't resist hugging her and giving her a little kiss. "Of course. It's for you. I do whatever you like."

Nabila raised her bum back into the air and arched her back. I swung a moderate stroke that flicked the leather strands across her slim buttocks with almost no noise. Nabila laughed, "I'm not a child. Come on, do it harder than that."

I laughed a little and cracked a good stinger hard across her tail. This time there was a little jerk and a sharp intake of breath from Nabila, who stayed resolutely in position. I gently examined the results of the leather's impact.

A few little red lines showed and these might rise into thin little welts, but there was no damage at all. "OK," said Nabila, "Harder again please." I took careful aim and put some force into it. The leather strands bit just a little into her bottom and Nabila gave a bit of a squeal whilst shaking her bum from side to side and going "Ow, ow, ow" for a few seconds.

This time, there was a series of pronounced red marks that crossed some others. I thought I would help her by massaging these a bit. Nabila calmed quickly, but I thought she had had almost enough if all she wanted was to find out ...