“Lay yourself down,” he said softly, “for your spanking.”
Sally looked up at him uncertainly, and then she said, “Hold me first? Just for a moment?”
Instantly Mark put his arms around her, treasuring the feeling of her soft bare skin against his arms still covered in the fabric of his shirt, and the sight of the contrast between her bare legs and his grey-flannel-covered ones.
“Oh, Mark, I love you so much.”
“I love you, too, sweetheart.”
She looked up at him, trembling slightly though the room was very warm. “Okay,” she said, “I’m ready, sir.”
“Lie down on your tummy, over the side of the bed, with your feet on the floor. I’m going to spank you. That lingerie was very naughty. From now on, I will be the one to decide what kind of underwear you wear.”
“Seriously?” she whispered with a giggle.
“Seriously,” Mark said. “I’ll make a spreadsheet for you.” Then he couldn’t keep a straight face and laughed.
Sally thought for a moment, and then she said softly, “Actually, I really, really like that idea. I want you always to know that I’m wearing the panties you chose.”
“I should warn you,” Mark said, “that some days you won’t be wearing panties at all.”
“What?”
Mark nodded. “It’s important that you understand that you’re only allowed to wear underwear when I let you.”
“Oh, sir,” Sally said, seeming almost overcome with arousal at the thought.
Mark ended the hug and said, “Alright, young lady. That’s enough delay. Get your impudent bottom over the side of the bed for me.”
Sally took a deep breath, and then she moved so that she stood at the foot of the bed, facing the head, ready to put herself in position. “Lay yourself down now,” Mark said. “On your elbows, like when you got your whipping. But I want to see those knees spread, too. You need to learn that a girl who wears immodest underwear gets her pussy put on display.”
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