Date: Wed, 15 May 2013 18:54:35 -0400 (EDT)
From: spankmehard1984
Subject: The Facility

The Facility (F/F, F/M, D/s, BD, Spanking, Humiliation, Consensual) by
spankmehard1984
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The  Facility Chapter  1

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For  as long as I could remember, I had always wanted to visit a strong
woman who  would put me over her knee and give me a long, hard, thorough
spanking. I tried  to repress these feelings, but this made me miserable. I looked
for clues in  very person I met, hoping, they would have this shared desire
of mine, but I  felt totally alone and isolated, like a freak. I caught a
lucky break when a new  business opened in my town, The Facility. The
Facility was an adult discipline  center, not a prison, but a place where adults
could go to be given a spanking  and explore the other side of sex. As the
owners expected, there was controversy  around them wanting to open their
business in our town. People weren't upset  about the idea of having and adult
spanking center in the town, it was the idea  kids walking by might see naked
people or adults they know with red bottoms. The  owners reassured the
worried town officials, it would be impossible for someone  on the street to see
the adults on the inside, as the spankings and discipline  would take place
further inside the building. So, The Facility was  opened.
The grand opening was a huge success, with all appointments booked at  The
Facility booked for months. I was tormented, I wanted to go to The Facility,
 but I didn't want to wait months for my appointment. I was worried I would
 cancel at the last moment, chicken out, if you will. After weeks of mental
 debate, I decided to call.
"The Facility, this is Cassandra, how may I help  you."
My mouth went dry, throat closed up.
"ummmm...hi, I would like to..."  My voice failing me.
"Oh sweetie, calm down. Take a breath."
I took a deep  breath.
"Good, now, given how nervous you are, you are probably calling to
schedule your first appointment."
"Yes, but I don't want to wait months. I am  worried; I will chicken out
at the last moment."
"Yes, cancellations were an  issue for us at first. Then we implemented a
no refund policy on cancellations.  This seems to have cleared up most of the
cancellations. Of course, they still  happen."
I could hear Cassandra typing on the computer, no doubt looking at  the
schedule. It dawned on me; I was making an appointment for my bottom to be
blistered.
"Your name?" Cassandra asked.
"Tim"
"And would this be your  first ever spanking, Tim?"
"Yes, my bottom has never been spanked...ever. Not  even growing up by my
parents."
"We have had many first time spankees, visit  us Tim. We offer both male
and female spankers. Which would you  prefer?"
"Female, please."
I heard more typing. It felt like when you are  at the airport and the lady
behind the counter asks you how many bags you have  and she types for the
next half hour. Finally, Cassandra spoke.
"Well Tim,  you are in luck. We have been so busy here at The Facility, we
had to hire more  spankers. A female spanker, one of our new hires, has
unscheduled time tomorrow  morning. 9 AM, but you need to be here at 8:30 for
paperwork. Does this  work?"
I couldn't believe my luck, instead of waiting months, I could have an
appointment in a few hours!
"Paperwork? How much paperwork can there be to  spank me?"
I felt my face turn red. I couldn't believe I just said what I  did.
"Tim" Her voice was stern, commanding. "We need to ensure you are over  18
as we have had teenagers attempt to sneak in the past. You need to fill out
 what exactly you want done to you and you need to fill out all the consent
 forms. Shall I schedule your appointment?"
"Yes, please."
"Very good. Your  appointment will be with Kate at 9. Be here at 8:30 to
fill out the  paperwork."
She hung up before I could say anything else. The rest of the  day, I was
nervous. I could hardly eat. I kept running my hands over my pale  bottom
wondering what I just signed up for. Well, if I didn't like it, I am sure  I
could manage to survive one spanking. Heck, people have been spanked for
thousands of years and turned out just fine. I was so busy rationalizing my
decision, I didn't notice my phone ring, or text alerts. I was lost in my own
world. That night I hardly slept.
The next morning, I couldn't eat breakfast,  but managed to force some
coffee down. I felt the hot liquid flow through my  body and it seemed to give
me the kick I desperately needed. After pacing around  my apartment, I
decided to leave to go to The Facility. I arrived at 8:20. I  stood outside the
door for what seemed like forever, but I took a deep breath  and opened the
door and walked in...
What a disappointment! It looked like a  doctor's office waiting room.
There was a receptionist sitting behind a desk,  chairs, coffee table with
magazines and some terrible elevator music filled the  waiting area. I walked up
to the receptionist.
"Hi, I have an appointment at  9 with Kate, my name is Tim."
The tiny brunette looked up and smiled.
"Hi  Tim" I noticed her name tag said Cassandra. The lady I spoke with the
day  before. "Please fill out these papers. Also I will need your driver's
license."  She handed me a clipboard filled with papers and a pen. I handed
her my driver's  license and she ran it along some scanner as if it were a
credit card. A moment  later, the machine flashed a green light.
"Very good. Your ID is legit. Now,  please fill out the papers. If you have
any questions, please let me know."
I  tried to manage some response, but all I could do was nod my head. I was
feeling  better until I saw the stack of papers. I sat down nervously in
the waiting  room. It was then I noticed I wasn't the only one in the waiting
room. There was  a woman, probably about 35, with black hair and with a few
hairs turning grey,  her hair pulled back in a pony tail. She had blue eyes,
which seemed to make her  eyes stand out against her black hair. She wore a
pencil skirt and button down  shirt; it seemed to accentuate the curves of
her body. She looked very worried,  as she kept shifting her weight and
subtly rubbing her bottom. The other person  in the waiting room as what looked
like a college student; he wore a hoodie  which said State College on it and
jeans. He had blonde shaggy hair. He had an  aloofness about him. I shook
my head, in an attempt to focus.
The first page  of the paper work was the typical, name, address, birthday,
height, weight. This  isn't so bad, I thought. The next page is when things
got more interesting.  There were questions about spanking, if I was
spanked as a kid, how long I had  wanted to be spanked, implements I wanted used
on me. The implement question  listed various implements, brush, strap, belt,
cane, flogger, and paddle. Even  though I had never been spanked, I was
familiar with each implement from  watching spanking videos on line. I wanted
to feel each one, so I checked each  box. I flipped the page, more questions.
This time it was regarding WHY I wanted  to be spanked. They wanted to know
if I had done something wrong to earn this  punishment. My mind was blank.
Suddenly, the door to the next part of The  Facility opened. A young woman,
with long brown hair appeared in the  doorway.
"Joey?"
The aloof looking college kid got up and swaggered to the  door. The young
woman and a small smile on her face, like she knew this young  man was going
to be a challenge and was looking forward to seeing him  squirm.
"Right this way, Joey..."
She continued to talk to him, but the door  shut before I could hear the
rest. The lady in the business clothes and I  exchanged glances. Knowing she
would be called next since I was still working on  the paperwork. After a
moment, I went back to the paper work. I didn't do  anything wrong to get
spanked, it was purely sexual for me. Finally, at the  bottom of the page there
was the question regarding sexual release. YES! The  thought of being spanked
was a huge turn on for me. I had masturbated countless  times to the
thought of being put over a woman's knee and spanked. I stopped  writing for a
second, I couldn't believe what I just wrote, and it was as if  something else
possessed me. Finally, done with the paper work, I returned it to  Cassandra
at the reception desk. She gave me a small smile and starting to input  my
answers into the computer. I nervously sat down, and the thought popped into
 my head. This would be the last time I was sitting comfortably for some
time.
After what seemed like an eternity, the clock showed 9AM. The door  opened.
The same lady as before appeared again. She must be the one who takes  you
to the spanking room perhaps.
"Tim and Katarina."
We both glanced at  each other with a sense of dread. Were we going to be
spanked together? I was  confused, nervous, excited all at the same time. We
followed lady with long  brown hair; she didn't wear a name tag so I didn't
know her name. She escorted  us to a door that said Changing Room.
"Please go inside, remove all your  clothes. Place your clothes in the
locker and then go through the door marked  Spanking Waiting Area. Do you have
any questions?
"Umm...th..th..there is only  one changing room? For guys and girls?" I said.
The lady with the long brown  hair laughed.
"Yes, we have found forced nudity in front of the other sex can  be a great
punishment."
Katarina opened the door and we walked in. The  changing room was nothing
more than a small locker room, like you would expect  at the gym. There were
6 lockers on each side of the room for a total of 12  lockers and a bench to
sit on, if you still could, to help you change. I  nervously unbuttoned my
pants and unbutton my shirt. Soon I was standing in only  my blue boxers. I
noticed Katarina was down to her bra and panties. They were  matching in
color, black. They hugged her body wonderfully. I heard another door  open and
it woke me from my trance of Katarina's older, but still very  attractive
body. I slipped my boxers down and I stood in the Changing Room naked  as the
day I was born. I closed the door to the locker holding my clothes when I
saw her. It was one of my friends, Vanessa. She was my age, with medium size
breasts, hour glass figure, hazel eyes and brown hair that went down to her
 shoulder blades. She had tears still running down her face, making her
makeup  run. When she saw me, we both jumped.
"Vanessa?"
"Tim?"
"Vanessa, what  are you doing here?"
"I just got caned." She turned and bent slightly,  showing me her full,
but not large bottom. It had 6 cane marks across her  bottom. The marks were
deep red with a slight shade of purple on some. It would  be hard for her to
sit for some time.
I was speechless, I had often wondered  what she looked like naked and with
a spanked bottom and here she was!
"Are  you going in or coming out" She asked.
"Going in, my first time..." my voice  trailing off.
Wiping the remaining tears from her face, "I'm sure you have  earned it."
She said with a sly smile.
"I better get going. I don't want to  be late." I said
"Good luck!"
Katarina had left the Changing Room and I  walked over to the door that
said Spanking Waiting Room. With a deep breath, I  opened the door and walked
in.
I saw Katarina, she was tied to a chair at her  wrists and ankles.
Everything was on display. Then I noticed each chair had  those ties, so it was
impossible to cover anything up. I felt a sense of dread  wash over me. Before I
could move, a blonde lady with brown eyes grabbed me by  my arm. She took
me to a seat directly across from Katarina and bound me to the  chair.
"You will wait here until Kate is ready for you." The blonde lady said
curtly.
I looked around the room and saw another door...Spanking Rooms. I  gulped. I
knew what lay on the other side of the door. Suddenly it opened. A
maternal looking lady walked through pulling a naked Joey by his arm. As the
maternal looking lady brought him into the room, Joey's freshly spanked bottom
was on full display. I have never seen a bottom so red; there were clear belt
 marks and cane lines.
The lady brought Joey to the center of the room where  there was a small
scaffold. She told him to stand there with his hands on his  head to finish
his punishment. She hung a sign around his neck which read,  "Spanked for
being lazy at college."
Katarina and I both pulled on our bonds  at the sight of Joey's bottom,
knowing we would be next. As the maternal looking  lady was leaving, an older
father figure looking man walked through the door. He  scanned the room.
"I see my naughty daughter, Katarina, is back for more  spanking."
"Yes Sir, I'm sorry Sir. I tried to be good." she said, her eyes  downcast
"I'm sure you did, but you know the only way you learn is through a
proper spanking."
With that, he had untied her bonds and led her by the wrist  through the
door for her to receive her spanking.
Shortly after Katarina left  to receive her spanking, the door opened again.
"Hello Tim, I'm Kate." She  said. She had short brown hair which hugged
her face. She was dressed in a black  skirt and black tank top. She quickly
undid my bonds and grabbed my head. She  looked me in the eye and said, "I am
going to take you to my room and spank you  cause you have been a naughty
boy."
She led me through the Spanking Rooms  door and soon the sound of naked
flesh being spanked filled the air. I could  hear Katarina, begging, pleading,
promising to be a good girl, as her `father'  scolded and spanked her.
Kate sighed. "Katarina is one of our best customers.  She needs a weekly
spanking otherwise her attitude is terrible. We have found  that she needs a
strong male figure to tan her backside once a week. Here we  are."
Kate opened the door and inside was her room of discipline. There was a
small table, small bed, and chair and on the walls was just about every
spanking  implement one could think of. I was immediately filled with dread.
"Tim,  relax, not all of those will be used on you...yet. We have found
that each room  needs to be fully equipped so we don't break up the scene and
more than one  person can use the same implement at the same time. Now stand
in the middle of  the room, with your hands on your head, legs shoulder
width apart. I want a good  look at you."
I did as I was told. I never felt more exposed in my life. She  paced
around me, her eyes going up and down.
"You will address me as Miss  Kate. Clear?"
"Yes Miss Kate."
"Very good" She said smiling. She sat down  in the chair and looked over
my file. I stood there, naked, hands on head, as  she read through my answers
from the paperwork like I wasn't even  there.
"Very interesting Tim. Never been spanked and yet, it is highly sexual  for
you. I think you have waited long enough, let's get you your first of many
spankings."
She moved the chair away from the desk and put a hairbrush on the  table,
well within arm's reach.
"Tim, ask me nicely to put you over my knee  and spank you."
"Mmm..Mmmisss Kate, spank me."
"Tsk tsk tsk, I said  nicely."
She leaned forward and her chair and swatted my unprotected bottom.  I
winced and jumped at the shock. It stung, more than I expected.
"Miss Kate,  please put me over your knee and spank me."
A huge grin appeared on her face,  apparently, she really enjoyed her job.
"With pleasure."
Before I knew  what was happening, I was over her knee, my hands holding on
to the legs of the  chair. I could feel her hand rubbing my bottom.
"Tim, you mean to tell me  this is your very first spanking? That no one
has ever spanked this naughty  bottom? You are to remain in position and do
not try to cover your bottom or you  will get extra punishment."
"Yes Miss Kate."
I had barely answered her  when the first blow of her hand landed on my
right butt cheek. I swear the sound  echoed though the whole room, if not the
whole building. Before I was recovered  from the first blow, she landed a
swat on the left cheek, just as hard. I  groaned a mixture of pain and
pleasure. Feeling at last, getting what I had so  long craved.
Miss Kate continued to spank my bottom, alternating cheeks and  landing a
few spanks on my sit spot and tops of my thighs. I squirmed under each  blow.
My eyes closed tight as the rain of spanks continued on my naked bottom, a
slow burn started to form in my pink bottom. After several minutes of
getting  spanked my Miss Kate's iron hand, she stopped. My bottom felt like it
was on  fire. I had thought I was done with my spanking, then I felt something
small and  wooden tap my tender bottom. My eyes widen.
"Miss Kate, what is  that?"
"This"
SWAT
I nearly jumped off her lap from the blow.
"is a  wooden hairbrush. I use it to correct the behavior of naughty boys."
SWAT  SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT
I cried out in pain with every blow.  I tried to put my hand back,
instinctively, to protect my bottom. But Miss Kate  pinned my arm to my back.
"Tim, that will cost you extra punishment. You were  told to stay in
position."
"I'm sorry, Miss Kate, it just hurts so  much."
"Spankings should hurt otherwise they are not effective."
Right  when she finished that statement, a fresh round of spanks crashed
down on to my  crimson bottom. My legs kicked in vain as I was pinned to her
lap, with nothing  to do but accept my punishment, the punishment I was
yearned for. Miss Kate was  very thorough with her brush; she covered every inch
of my bottom several times,  as well as my thighs. When she was satisfied
with her work, she put the brush  down and told me to go back to my standing
position and to not rub my  bottom.
I stood there, legs shaking, bottom on fire, hands on  head.
"Please Miss Kate, may I rub my bottom?"
"No, you may not. And for  as much pain your bottom is, I see you are still
very excited."
I looked down  and my erection which I had since the Changing Room when I
saw my friend,  Vanessa's caned bottom, was still very much around.
"You said spankings were  sexual for you, guess you weren't lying." She
said, her eyes fixated on my hard  cock.
"Yes Miss Kate."
"As a first timer, I am not allowed to touch you  sexually, yet. However, I
can still help you. Get on the bed."
I gingerly  laid down to on the bed, my face grimacing in pain when my
thoroughly spanked  bottom touch the bed.
"Stroke your cock. Such a naughty boy, getting all  excited from your
spanking. I will put you over my knee and spank you anytime  you need it, cause
Little Timmy needs lots of spankings." She scolded me as I  jerked off for
her. It didn't take long before long streams of cum were shooting  from my
cock.
"Nice load, Tim. But your punishment isn't over." Miss Kate  said as she
took me by my hand. She led me back to the spanking waiting area, as  my cock
bobbed as it dripped cum. Miss Kate opened the door and I saw Katarina
standing on the small scaffold where we saw Joey earlier. Her bottom was a deep
 red, with some clear bruises on her cheeks. It was clear from her face,
she had  genuine tears during her punishment. The sign around her neck read, "
Bad  Attitude at home." Miss Kate led me to the scaffold and told me to
stand with my  hands on my head. She put a sign around my neck "Loves to be
spanked."
"Stand  here until all that cum dries. I'll come and get you at that time."
Katarina  and I stood there, together in our public humiliation for 20
minutes. At which  time we had to thank our spankers for our spanking. We were
allowed to get our  clothes on and return to the main waiting room.
"Tim?" Cassandra said, "If  you choose to return to us, things can get
much more intense, but you have to  come back to find out what that means."
I smiled, "Yes, once I recover, I  think I might become a frequent visitor."
With that I left The Facility and  saw Vanessa waiting for me.
"So, you like to get spanked as well?" she said,  "Wanna grab a cup of
coffee and talk?"
I smiled, "I don't see why not"
And  off we went.





The Facility Chapter  2
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I  walked with Vanessa to the end of the block to where Blue's Diner was
located.  It was at the end of the same block which had The Facility. Blue's
Diner was  your average greasy spoon that somehow survived in 2013 despite
the big chain  coffee shops. I opened and held the door open for Vanessa; she
smiled and looked  down as she walked in. I noticed she had redone her
makeup, only a keen observer  would notice faint traces of the makeup which ran
down her face from her caning.  I walked up to the hostess; she was your
stereotypical looking young, attractive  hostess.
"Table for two, please" I said, wondering if she knew where we had  just
come from.
"Right this way, please." She said, grabbing two menus.
I  turned to Vanessa and she followed the hostess and I brought up the
rear, my  eyes fixated on Vanessa's bottom, knowing it had six cane marks on it.
"Will  this do?" asked the hostess.
"Yes, thank you" said Vanessa.
Vanessa was  already sliding into the booth by the time she gave the
hostess her answer.  Vanessa winced in pain as she had to put the full weight of
her body on her  bottom to sit. I stood, suddenly nervous, realizing, sitting
would be painful  for several days.
"Sit, Tim. The pain from sitting is a wonderful reminder of  your spanking."
 Vanessa said.
I slid into the booth and cringed my face in  pain. It felt as if my bottom
was still on fire and sitting only intensified the  feelings.
"You probably have a million questions" said Vanessa.
"Well,  yes. I guess it is hard to keep secrets from each other now, since
we have seen  each other naked and knowing we both get spanked." I said, not
realizing the  waitress had come over to take our order. The waitress of
middle aged, smacking  gum, slightly overweight and had her hair pulled back
into a messy  ponytail.
"Spanking? You two just come from The Facility?" she asked, with a
certain curiosity in her voice.
Vanessa and I both stared at each other for a  moment.
"Yes, is that a problem?" Vanessa asked there was a tone of defiance  in
her voice.
"Problem?! Heck no! Since The Facility opened up our business  has sky
rocketed. The customers are better behaved and the tips are much better.  I wish
it opened up years ago. Now, what can I get you two?" the waitress  said.
Vanessa had an evil looking smile on her face.
"Two cups of coffee  and two slices of cherry pie, please" she said.
"Be right up, hon" said the  waitress as she left.
"Cherry pie? Really Vanessa? Isn't that a little over  the top?" I said
"This is a celebration. After all, one of us just had their  spanking
cherry popped and it wasn't me. Tell me, what got you interested in  spanking?"
asked Vanessa.
"I really don't know. I was never spanked growing  up, but I remember
every time I heard the word, it would feel as if the word was  full electricity.
I wanted to know what it felt like. Spanking is a huge turn on  for me.
What about you? What got you in it? How long have you been going to The
Facility? Who spanked you?" I asked, feeling slightly at ease saying the word,
spank.
"Similar as you. It is a sure fire why to get me turned on. I have  better
orgasms after a spanking. I have been going to The Facility for a few
months. I have been spanked with a hand, brush, belt, paddle, tawse, flogger and
cane there. I have been spanked by Carol, the mom looking one, Robert, the
dad  looking one, but my favorite is the new girl, Kate." Vanessa said.
By this  point, the waitress had returned with our pie and coffee.
"Kate is the one  who spanked me as well." I said, feeling my face turn as
red as my  bottom.
"Did you have to do corner time on that damn scaffold? I love and  hate
that thing. It is great reflection time, but being forced to stand their
naked, with that sign around your neck is very humiliating. The humiliation is
worse if the waiting room has more guys than girls in it waiting for their
spanking." Vanessa said.
"Awww...poor Vanessa. Having to stand there all naked  with her sexy bottom
all red. I had to stand there with cum dripping off my cock  and stomach, so
don't tell me about humiliation." I said.
I could see on her  face she was intrigued.
"Kate jerked you off?" Vanessa asked.
"No, she  said since it was my first time she couldn't touch me. I jerked
off while she  scolded me. She touches you?" I asked.
"One of the perks of being a repeat  customer. I get a helping hand. She
uses a vibrator on me. At least when I do  scaffold time, I don't have cum
dripping off me." Vanessa said laughing
"How  often do you go?" I asked.
"About once a week, sometimes less. Why?" asked  Vanessa.
"I was thinking, could we be spanked together? I mean, we both know  we
both like it. We have seen each other naked; does The Facility offer group
spankings?" I asked.
Vanessa's mood changed a mixture of interest and  dread.
"Yes, they do." she said in a barely audible whisper.
"Then let's  go make an appointment when we are done here. Next week?
Unless you think your  bottom needs more time to heal?" I said
That same look of insolence washed  over her face. I bet she could be
spanked for a poor attitude.
"I'm finished  with my pie and coffee. If you are ready to put your money
where your mouth is,  we can go make your appointment." She said with a
rebellious tone in her  voice.
I threw some money on the table and we made our way out the door.  Within a
few minutes we were back inside The Facility. Cassandra looked up from
behind her desk with a look of surprised.
"You two? Back so soon?" Cassandra  asked inquisitively.
"I was hoping to make another appointment with Miss  Kate." I said.
"When were you thinking, Tim?" asked Cassandra.
"Well, it  is for both Vanessa and I to get spanked together by Miss Kate.
We are friends  and thought it would be fun to share this experience with
each other." I  said.
"Next Tuesday at 10 AM. Does this work?" said a smiling  Cassandra.
"Yes." Vanessa and I said in unison.
"Very good. We will see  you then. Before you leave, I need to speak with
Tim on a matter." said  Cassandra.
"Did I do something wrong?" I asked.
"Not really wrong,  sweetie, just a note I saw in your file that Miss Kate
wrote. She said that you  weren't well groomed...down there." She said
pointing to my crotch.
I blushed  a deep red. I tried to answer, but nothing came out.
"It is a hygiene issue,  Tim. If the prevalence of Sexually Transmitted
Diseases in our society, and so  many naked people around each other, our
employees need to make sure you don't  have any open sores. So we ask all our
clients to be well trimmed, shaved or  waxed." stated Cassandra.
"I'll make sure he is well groomed for our  appointment next week." said
Vanessa.
With that we were out the  door.
There was less dread as I waited for my appointment at The Facility  than
before. I was excited. I was looking forward to seeing Vanessa naked and
spanked. I was excited to get spanked and wondering what extra perks I might
get  as a repeat customer. Vanessa told me she would be at my place a 9 AM to
groom  me. At exactly 9AM, there was a knock on my door. I opened my
apartment door to  see a smiling Vanessa. She had bright red lipstick on, mascara,
blush, she  looked incredible.
"Morning, Tim! Ready for your trim?" she asked.
"I  guess." I said sheepishly.
"Good. Now get naked." she said giggling.
I  reluctantly unzipped my jeans and stepped out of them. I was embarrassed
even  though she had seen me naked a week before. While I was doing this
she pulled an  electric trimmer out of her purse. She plugged it in and turned
it on. The buzz  filled the room. She turned to face me.
"Tim? Why do you have a boner?" She  asked sounding surprised.
"Umm...honest answer?" I asked.
"Yes, otherwise I  will tell Miss Kate to be harsher with you." She said
sternly.
"I have  feelings for you." I blurted out.
She smiled, a soft, gentile, loving smile.  She kissed me, leaving me the
taste of lipstick.
"We will discuss this later,  but you need a trim and we need to get going
to The Facility." she said.
She  quickly ran the trimmer around my cock and balls, leaving a small pile
of hair  on the ground.
"There! All done. And if I don't say, you look much sexier,  Tim. Now get
dressed, we have to hurry. Trust me, you don't want to be late to  your
appointment at The Facility." she said.
We left my apartment and soon  arrived at The Facility. We entered the same
dull waiting room and saw Cassandra  at her desk.
"Morning Vanessa, Tim. Tim, please fill out these forms and  return them to
me." She said.
"More forms?!" I said surprised.
Cassandra  just smiled as she handed me the forms. These forms were unlike
the previous  ones, these were much more BDSM orientated. Asking me about
hard limits, soft  limits, things I am curious about. I could feel Vanessa
peering over my shoulder  as I put a check mark next to each box. I was
embarrassed, but for the first  time in my life, I was being honest about what I
was interested in. When I had  finished the forms, I returned them to
Cassandra. Before I could sit down again,  the same long brown haired lady opened
the door.
"Tim and Vanessa." She  said.
We proceeded to follow her down the hallway, back to the Changing Room.  I
went to open the door.
"Wait. Our standard safeword to end any session is  Red, but when there is
more than one person in the session, things are  different. Tim, your
safeword is still Red. Vanessa, your safeword is  Mississippi. We have found that
if each person has their own safeword, it leads  to less confusion during
your session. Clear?" said the blonde lady.
We both  nodded in agreement. Once inside, we took lockers next to each
other and  starting stripping our clothes off.
"So Vanessa, you trimmed me, but I don't  know how you look down there." I
said with a mischievous smile.
She was in  her bra and panties, red, matching her lipstick. I was already
naked. She rolled  her eyes and yanked her panties down. Revealing a
beautifully smooth  pussy.
"I got waxed. Just for you." She said, tenderly.
"You're  beautiful." I whispered, looking right into her eyes.
I could see tears well  up in her eyes.
"Stop. I don't want my makeup running already." She said  moving towards
the door labeled Spanking Waiting Room.
We walked into the  Spanking Waiting Room together. There were three people
on the scaffold. Two  women and one guy. The one woman was blonde, she was
sniffling, fighting back  tears. The sign on her neck said, "Happy 18th
Birthday!" The guy was older, 40.  His eyes were downcast. His sign on his neck
read, "Over the Hill! Happy 40th!"  The last woman was the most alarming.
She looked about our age, 28, the sign on  her neck said, "Adulteress." She
looked totally broken, sobbing loudly.
"Her  husband caught her in bed with another man." said the blonde with
brown eyes,  whose job it was to tie us to our chair.
"Oh my." said Vanessa.
"Yes, he  is about to lock her in chastity." said the blonde pointing to
the corner.
In  the corner, sitting was a very upset looking man holding female
chastity belt.  The blonde took Vanessa by her arm and lead her to an open chair
and secured her  to it then did the same to me. Like before, we were both
totally on display and  couldn't cover up.
"Since you two are being spanked together, you get this."  said the
blonde, as she handcuffed us together.
My right hand was cuffed to  Vanessa's left hand. We looked at each other
and tried to smile. I noticed the  chain holding the cuffs together, was
longer than the typical handcuff, probably  about 12 inches of chain between the
two cuffs. During this time, the husband of  the adulteress got up and
started to move towards his cheater wife.
"Please,  don't..." She begged, sobbing harder.
"You have earned this." He said  bluntly.
He quickly got the chastity belt on her and it was locked. Her sobs
reached a new level hysteria when the final lock was locked.
"You will be  released, when I feel like it, and locked up when I am done
using you. This is  our new agreement; you agreed to this to avoid a divorce."
 He said, holding the  key to her chastity belt.
All she could do was nod, tears of genuine sorrow  running down her face.
He took her lovingly by the hand and led her out of the  room. Vanessa and I
were lost in the drama of the husband and the cheater wife  and didn't
notice Miss Kate enter the room or that she had attached a leash to  the chain of
our cuffs.
"I see Little Timmy and Naughty Vanessa are back.  This time to be spanked
together how wonderful." Miss Kate said
Vanessa and  my head quickly turned and saw Miss Kate, her brown hair still
hugging her face.  She was in her usual blank tank top and black mini skirt.
"I see Little Timmy  got a haircut." Miss Kate snickered.
I blushed full of  embarrassment.
"Yes, Miss Kate, I trimmed him for you. I hope it meets your  standards."
said Vanessa.
"Yes, yes it does." chuckled Miss Kate
At this  point, both our chair bonds were undone and Miss Kate had picked
up her leash  and pulled on it. We got up from our chairs and headed towards
the door labeled,  Spanking Rooms. The hall which had the Spanking Rooms was
strangely  quiet.
"You two should have been here a half hour ago. Two birthday spankings  and
the adulteress so things were very noisy. Would you believe the 18 year old
 girl took her spanking better than the 40 year old man?" stated Miss Kate.
I  was barely listening to what Miss Kate was saying, because I was
distracted. As  we were walking, Vanessa had extended her fingers and got them
interlaced with  mine, as if we were holding hands the best we could in our
cuffs. I had had  feelings for Vanessa for years, and then within week so much
has happened. We  have seen each other naked, confessed our desire to be
spanked, told her I had  feelings for her, and now being handcuffed to each
other as we were both about  to get spanked. It was almost too much. Finally, we
reached Miss Kate's  Discipline Room. It was identical as before.
"I have Naughty Vanessa and  Little Timmy to spank." said Miss Kate as she
unhooked her leash to our cuffs  and then unlocked the handcuffs.
"Legs spread shoulder width, hands on head."  Miss Kate added.
We both complied. Vanessa's medium breasts looked more  pronounced with her
hands on her head. Her nipples were hard and the  intoxicating aroma of her
pussy was barely noticeable. While I was distracted by  the sight of
Vanessa, Miss Kate had moved her spanking chair to the middle of  the room. In
addition, she laid a wooden paddle, belt and cane on her  desk.
"I am going to give both of you a hand spanking, followed by 20 with  the
belt, 25 with the paddle. Vanessa will get 6 with the cane to end her
spanking. Tim, since this is your second time, you may opt out of the caning for
more belt. However, if you are feeling up to it, you may taste Vanessa's
favorite implement as well." Miss Kate said.
Vanessa turned very red. I tried  to hide my smile, knowing that Vanessa
loved the cane.
"Tim, you will be hand  spanked first. Please ask for your spanking
politely." Said Miss Kate.
"Miss  Kate, please spank my naughty bottom in front of Vanessa." I said.
I don't  think I had ever been more turned on in my life as; Miss Kate took
me by my hand  and helped me over her knee. She had Vanessa stand by my
head, so if I lifted my  head up during my spanking I was looking directly at
her waxed pussy.
Before  I got too comfortable staring at Vanessa's pussy, Miss Kate had
started her hand  spanking. Her iron hand alternated between each cheek, as she
laid the  foundation for a thorough spanking. After a few minutes, I
started to squirm as  her hand continued to rain down on my naked bottom, knowing
it was most  certainly pink by now. Miss Kate stopped.
"Stand up Tim and switch with  Vanessa. Remember no rubbing." Miss Kate
said.
I stood up and felt the burn  that one only understands if they have been
spanked. I also knew I was in for  way more than my first time at The
Facility. Vanessa was standing by Miss Kate's  lap.
"Miss Kate, would you please spank this naughty, naked girl, so she can
learn?" asked Vanessa
"Of course, Naughty Vanessa." Replied Miss  Kate.
Miss Kate helped Vanessa over her knee and started to hand spank her. I
was standing my Vanessa's head, with my hands on my head. What a sight! I had
seen hundreds of spanking videos on line, but it doesn't compare to the
real  deal. The sound is more exciting. The mixture of pain and pleasure on
Vanessa's  face was exquisite, and her perfect breasts swayed with each spank.
Her bottom  quickly turned pink from the diligent spanking of Miss Kate.
"Vanessa, stand  up next to Tim. I need to inspect your bottoms." Miss
Kate said.
There we  were, friends, naked, spanked, standing next to each other hands
on our heads to  Miss Kate could feel how hot our bottoms were from her hand
spanking. I tried to  remain quiet as Miss Kate's hands ran over my pink
bottom, but I couldn't. Her  hands felt so wonderful. When Miss Kate ran her
hands over Vanessa's bottom,  Vanessa was much more vocal in her pleasure she
was feeling.
"Vanessa, since  you were spanked second, you may pick what you two will be
spanked with next.  Twenty strokes with the belt or twenty five strokes
with the paddle?" asked Miss  Kate.
"Paddle, please Miss Kate. Please paddle our naughty bottoms." Vanessa
said in the most submissive voice I had ever heard.
Miss Kate picked up the  wooden paddle and swung it through the air.
"You two will face each other,  bend and grab the other's arms. This way,
when you get spanked, the other will  hear their moans in your ear." Miss
Kate said.
Vanessa and I faced each  other. She really was stunning, bare pussy, hard
nipples, her hair slightly  messy from her hand spanking. We bent toward
each other. Her touch sent bolts of  lightning through my body. She skin was
soft, the way a woman's skin is soft and  yet toned. I was totally lost in
Vanessa and didn't realize Miss Kate was  standing behind me with the wooden
paddle.
CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK  CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK
Ten quick blows of the paddle fell on my  bottom, several swats landed in
the same spot. I groaned and pleaded with Miss  Kate that I would be good and
begged her to stop. Miss Kate was silent and moved  behind Vanessa. I
stomped my feet in an effort to get the pain to subside from  my bottom.
CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK
Ten  blows of the paddle fell on Vanessa's bottom. She also promised she
would be a  good girl, if the paddling were to stop. She swayed back and
worth, attempting  to make the pain go away. Meanwhile, Miss Kate was behind me
again.
"Please  stop, Miss Kate. I promise I'll be good." I begged.
"It never ceases to amaze  me how quickly spankees promise to be good as
soon as their spanking starts."  said a rather annoyed Miss Kate.
CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK  CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK
CRACK CRACK CRACK
The final 15 swats of the  paddle burned into my bottom. I felt tears start
to form in my eyes by the final  few strokes of the paddle and was very
thankful the paddling was done before I  started to cry. My bottom burned like
never before, but what made it better was  Vanessa gently rubbing my arms
with her hands. Miss Kate moved behind  Vanessa.
CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK  CRACK
CRACK CRACK CRACK
Vanessa started to cry. The final swats had produced  tears; I felt them on
my face as our faces were next to each other.
"Are  these naughty bottoms finally starting to learn to be good?" Asked
Miss Kate  tersely.
"Yes, Miss Kate." We said together.
"Good." said Miss Kate as she  picked up the leather belt and swished it
through the air.
"Vanessa, you get  the belt first since Tim got the paddle first. You will
get all twenty strokes  before Tim gets his." Miss Kate said matter of
factly.
Vanessa nodded her  brown hair a complete mess, her tears from the paddle
seems to have stopped for  the moment.
THWACK THWACK THWACK THWACK THWACK THWACK THWACK THWACK THWACK  THWACK
THWACK THWACK THWACK THWACK THWACK THWACK THWACK THWACK THWACK  THWACK
Vanessa sobbed with each stroke of the belt as it tore into her  paddled
bottom. Miss Kate started at the top of Vanessa's bottom and worked  slowly
all the way down to Vanessa's thighs and then back up again. Miss Kate
stroked Vanessa's tear soaked hair from her face.
"Are you learning to be  good, Naughty Vanessa?" asked Miss Kate sweetly.
"Yes, Miss Kate, thank you  Miss Kate." sobbed Vanessa.
Miss Kate moved behind me, to give my paddled  bottom the same treatment
Vanessa just received.
THWACK THWACK THWACK THWACK  THWACK THWACK THWACK THWACK THWACK THWACK
THWACK THWACK THWACK THWACK THWACK  THWACK THWACK THWACK THWACK THWACK
Somewhere between the tenth and fifteenth  stroke, I broke down and start
to sob. I was making in coherent promises to be  good.
"You both took your paddling and belting very well. I'm proud of you,  you
may stand and rub the other's bottom." said Miss Kate.
Vanessa and I  slowly reached for the other's bottom and gently,
affectionately rubbed the pain  from the other's bottom. Her bottom felt amazing, it
was very hot from her  spanking, but it was firm and full, perfect for
spanking. Feeling her hand on my  sore bottom as extremely exciting, my erection
was still very hard and the aroma  of Vanessa's pussy was filling the room.
"Vanessa, can you take 6 of the  cane?" asked Miss Kate.
"Yes, Miss Kate, I was very naughty." Replied  Vanessa
"Very good, Tim, do you want the cane or more of the belt?" asked  Miss
Kate
"I would like to feel the cane Miss Kate." I replied.
"Very  good. Back in position please." said Miss Kate.
We turned to our position as  I felt Miss Kate tap the cane on my paddled
and belted bottom.
SWISH  THWACK
The cane didn't feel like the paddle or the belt. I was as if a hot
branding iron was being used on my bottom. I had no doubt there would be six
ridged cane lines on my bottom when my caning was over.
SWISH THWACK
SWISH  THWACK
SWISH THWACK
SWISH THWACK
SWISH THWACK
I winced with each  stroke and fought back my tears and did my spanking
dance as the cane finished  my punishment. Miss Kate moved behind Vanessa and
tapped the cane on her  bottom.
SWISH THWACK
SWISH THWACK
SWISH THWACK
SWISH THWACK
SWISH  THWACK
SWISH THWACK
Six quick strokes of the cane sent Vanessa into sobs  again. After a few
minutes, Miss Kate allowed up to stand up and rubs each  other's bottom again.
"Both of you, on the bed. Tim stroke your cock and  Vanessa will rub her
pussy. I know both of you are very turned on. With Tim it  is obvious and I
can smell Vanessa's excitement." said Miss Kate, as she gently  stroked my
cock.
"Miss Kate, would it be possible for me to play with Tim as  he plays with
me?" pleaded Vanessa.
"Yes." said a smiling Miss Kate.
We  both got on the bed and Vanessa started to jerk my cock and I gently
rubbed her  pussy. Her slit was slick with her juices and her clit was hard
with excitement.  With her free hand, she guided a finger into her pussy.
Within moments, her hips  with bucking and writhing with pleasure and she
erupted in an eye rolling in the  back of her head orgasm.
Vanessa took her pussy soaked hand and rubbed it  over my steel hard cock.
Her juices felt amazing as she rubbed them into me. She  put her head at the
nape of my neck and moaned with pleasure she had her hand  wrapped around
my cock. Soon, my massive load once again shot across my  stomach.
"I think you too had a really good time, but, your punishment is not  over.
Scaffold time." said Miss Kate.
"Please, not the scaffold." Begged  Vanessa.
"You know very well, every spanking here ends with scaffold time.  There is
no way to avoid it." Replied Miss Kate.
She handcuffed us back  together and led us back to the Spanking Waiting
Room. Once back in the room,  Miss Kate found two signs, each sign read "Needs
to be spanked to orgasm."
We  stood there, facing each other, hands on head. Cum was dripping off my
cock and  stomach as we waited for permission to get dressed again. Vanessa
stared in my  eyes and I into her eyes. It was wonderful and well worth the
sore bottom.
We  heard the Changing Room opened, and a naked Katarina entered and was
tied to her  chair to await her spanking from Robert, the spanking father
figure of The  Facility. After what seemed like an eternity, Miss Kate returned.
"Tim,  Vanessa, if I see you two back here again, your punishment will be
much worse. I  am very disappointed in the behavior of both of you." scolded
Miss  Kate.
"Yes, Miss Kate, we will be good." we said together.
"Good. You two  are excused." replied Miss Kate.
We got down from the scaffold and headed  into the Changing Room. Once
inside the Changing Room, Vanessa grabbed my arm,  turned me and gave me a deep
kiss.
"I have feelings for you too, Tim." She  said softly and sweetly.
"You are one of the most beautiful women I have ever  seen. Even with your
makeup a mess after a spanking. Let's be  boyfriend-girlfriend." I said
smiling.
"Are you sure?" She said hesitating,  wiping what few tears that remained
on her face away.
"We both have feelings  for each other. We are into the same things. If one
of us gets out line, we know  exactly where to take them. Why not?" I said.
"I think we will be their best  customers." She said as she kissed me
again.
"That is a yes?" I  asked.
"It's a yes. Now let's get dressed so we can go back to my place so we
can get undressed again. We need to celebrate." She said.




The Facility Chapter  3
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Vanessa  awoke to the buzzing of her alarm clock. She knocked the clock off
her  nightstand onto the floor. Today was supposed to be a day of fun.
Instead, she  was going to be alone, again. Her pillow showed the after effects
of her sobbing  from the night before. Makeup was smeared all over the
pillow. She didn't care.  She was too numb to care. She and then boyfriend, Greg,
had planned on spending  the day fucking each other's brains out and having
some kinky fun. Vanessa had  confessed her interest in the kinkier side of
sex. Greg had no interest. He was  as vanilla as the ice cream.
Things between the Greg and Vanessa started  well. They had met through a
mutual friend and it seemed they hit it off.  Indeed, they had hit it off,
except for the bedroom. Greg was as boring as  watching paint dry when it came
to sex. Vanessa would lay there as Greg would  fuck her. Her body was
there, but her mind was elsewhere. Often thinking of the  porn she watched online
to satisfy her true needs. She loved watching girls get  dominated, guys
get dominated, girls get spanked and guys get spanked. She  wasn't exactly
sure if she were submissive or dominant. She considered herself a  switch. She
mediated on all of this while Greg humped her body. She would moan  and
groan and fake her orgasms right when Greg would finish. Ultimately, she  would
have to tell him what she really wanted. Vanessa knew what that meant. A
fight. Being called a freak or pervert. Then the questions about abuse would
come up. She was never abused, she wasn't a freak, and she just wanted safe,
 sane, consensual kinky sex.
So the day before their day of fucking, Vanessa  decided it was time to
tell Greg. Sure as shit, she was right about the  conversation. Greg recoiled
in disgust, called her a freak and then asked about  possible abuse. When
Greg wasn't satisfied with her answers, as she knew he  wouldn't be, he left
her. Once again, Vanessa had found a great guy. Good  personality, treated
her to wonderful dates, but was the very definition of  vanilla. The end of
the relationship was only a matter of time. She felt like  she was stuck in a
labyrinth. She felt hopeless she would never find a guy who  understood what
she really craved in the bedroom. Her biggest fear is should  would turn
into one of those housewives endlessly masturbating to the trashy  novel 50
Shades of Grey. All of this just made her more depressed.
The tears  which were left on her pillow were not for Greg, they were for
her. She was  trying to come to the realization she would be forever alone or
if she found a  good guy, she would have to deny her ultimate desires in
the bedroom.
So when  her alarm woke her up at 8 AM the morning after the break up with
Greg, she  considered going back to sleep or just watching trashy TV. Jerry
Springer always  cheered her up. No matter how much her life sucked, at
least she wasn't on Jerry  Springer. After several minutes of mental debate
Vanessa decided she would make  some coffee and try to figure out how to move
on, if it was possible. She  stumbled into the kitchen in her flannel pj pants
and a white tank top to make  some coffee.
"Move on from what? Yeah, sure, Greg was a nice guy, but he  couldn't
deliver in the sheets. I mean, missionary position EVERY FUCKING TIME!  I need a
guy who has similar desires as I do," she thought.
The smell of the  coffee brewing filled her house. The coffee smelled
strong and she needed the  extra kick it would provide today. While the coffee
was brewing, Vanessa turned  on her computer. In the past after a break up
like this she would go online and  watch some good kinky porn. It would make
her feel like she wasn't a freak as  she would watch women or men in bondage,
get spanked and fucked and Vanessa  would masturbate for hours as the women
or men had orgasm after orgasm forced  from their bodies. The problem was
she wanted to experience all of what she saw.  She wanted to be tied up,
spanked, fucked and have orgasms ripped from her body.  Other days, she wanted to
tie up her latest crush and do the same to him. Porn  was a great
substitute, but she still wanted the real deal.
With the coffee  brewed and her computer on, Vanessa decided to check out
the news.
"Maybe it  will distract me long enough to get in the mood to masturbate,"
she  though.
She sipped her coffee as she went online to check out the news. She
checked out the local news first. The main headline got her interest. It read  "
New Business Sparks Concern."
Vanessa was intrigued and clicked on the  story. Her brown eyes quickly
read the story, dissecting the information  provided. In summary, Robert and
Carol were married and wanted to open an adult  spanking business called The
Facility. Legal aged adults could schedule an  appointment with either of
them to be spanked for actual punishment or what they  called funishment.
Funishment they explained was for people who viewed spanking  as a fetish.
Vanessa felt her pussy tingle with a mixture of curiosity and for a  chance for
her to live out some of her fantasies. The locals were concerned  about kids
getting in by accident. Carol and Robert assured the concerned public  they
would use the same ID checking system used by casinos. The Facility was set
to open in a week. The Facility was already booked for the first  month.
"Booked for a month?! Where are all these kinky people and why can't I
meet them," thought Vanessa.
She clicked off the story to one of her favorite  spanking videos. It
always got her horny. It was a spanking video of a naked  `daughter' caught
masturbating by her `mom' and spanked. Of course, at the end  the spanking, the
`daughter' went back to masturbating and had a huge orgasm. It  was
something Vanessa wanted to experience herself. Be caught rubbing her smooth
pussy (she kept it nicely shaved despite Greg claiming it looked funny. She
thought it looked sexy as fuck) and spanked. She could feel her panties start
to  get wet.
"I wonder if The Facility could make this fantasy a reality,"  Vanessa
said aloud.
She clicked back to the article about The Facility and  noticed it
mentioned the phone number. She decided she would call. She quickly  picked up her
phone and dialed before she lost her nerve.
"The Facility, this  is Cassandra, how can I help you?" said Cassandra.
"Hi, I uh...saw the story in  the paper and I have a question," said Vanessa.
"Ahh, the story in the paper.  Been great for business. What's your
question hon?"
"Say I had specific  spanking fantasy I would like to act out. Would The
Facility be able help me act  it out?" asked Vanessa.
"Provided it would fall along our terms of service  and does not violate
our rules. Yes. Would you like to schedule an appointment?"  asked Cassandra.
"Yes, please. And I would like Carol to spank me if  possible." Vanessa
could feel her pussy gushing. She was asking to get spanked  by a female.
Something she had wanted for years.
"Carol's next opening is the  20th at 11AM. What is the nature of your
fantasy before I schedule your  appointment?" asked Cassandra.
"I want to be caught masturbating, spanked and  then finish masturbating,"
said a blushing Vanessa.
"You have a very common  request. We can do that. Does the 20th at 11AM
work?" said Cassandra matter of  factly.
"Yes."
"Very good. Please arrived at 10:30AM to fill out the  appropriate paper
work," said Cassandra.
"I understand," Vanessa said as she  hung up the phone.
Vanessa's pussy was like a waterfall. She couldn't  remember the last time
she felt so turned on. Never with any of the guys had she  been with. She
looked at the calendar, today was the 27th, and the 20th seemed  so far away.
She hoped she didn't lose her nerve and cancel.
"No! You want  this. The Facility is booked up; therefore, you aren't a
freak. This is what you  want. So stop over thinking and just go through with
it," she  thought.
Vanessa smiled. Maybe she would meet a guy at The  Facility.
"Wishful thinking. Besides, she had more pressing issues to take  care of,"
 she thought.
She stripped off her tank top and her medium sized  breasts were exposed.
Her nipples were hard. She slipped off her pajama pants,  she wasn't wearing
panties, and her full hour glass figure was on complete  display. She walked
back to her bedroom and got on the bed. Spreading her long  legs, her hand
slipped between her legs.
"I haven't been this wet in a  weeks," she thought as she started to rub
her clit.
She closed her eyes and  went to her favorite fantasy...being caught
masturbating. She could hear herself  pleading not to be spanked. Her mind's eye
could see the humiliation of being  naked and over her `mom's' knee. She
could envision the sound of the brush  smacking against her naked, full,
bottom. Finally, after having a red bottom and  the appropriate corner time, she
would go back to masturbating. When Vanessa  climaxed, she was loud. Her hips
writhed up and down. She was panting  hard.
"That is the best orgasm I had in months," she said aloud  smiling.
It was then she vowed the next guy she would date would have to be  kinky.
She had tried vanilla and it wasn't her flavor.
"It is going to feel  like forever until the 20th of next month," she
thought.





The Facility Chapter 4 - The 20th
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Vanessa's  alarm woke her up at 8AM the day of her appointment. Not that
she slept well.  For the last month, Vanessa had been a ball of sexual
tension. Rubbing her pussy  every chance she got. She even bought one of the magic
wands in an effort to  keep her cravings down until her appointment. It was
no use. Each orgasm seemed  to make her crave the 20th even more.
She got out of bed; she stripped off  her usual pajamas and got in the
shower. As the water warmed up, she turned and  stared at her bottom in the
mirror. In a few hours, she bottom was going to be  red, sore and possibly
bruised in some spots. Soon the mirror was fogged up and  this is what awoke her
from her trance. She got in the shower, washed her hair  and her body. She
shaved her pits, legs and pussy. She wanted to be well groomed  for her
appointment.
After her shower, she forced down some breakfast and  coffee and was out
the door at 10AM. She arrived at The Facility at 10:15AM. She  walked in,
expected to see naked people, and spanked bottoms. Instead she saw a
receptionist desk and a room full of people, waiting for their appointment.  Waiting
to be spanked.
"Oh God. Why didn't I think of what will happen if I  run into someone I
know? What would they think? What would they say?" she  thought.
Vanessa sheepishly walked over to the receptionist desk to check  in.
"Hi, I have an appointment at 11AM," she said in a tiny voice.
"Good.  I need your ID please," said Cassandra.
Vanessa handed Cassandra her ID.  Cassandra ran the ID through some credit
card looking machine and a light  flashed green.
"Good, your ID is legit. You have no idea how many teens have  tried to
sneak in with fake IDs. Please fill out this paper work for your file,"  said
Cassandra handing Vanessa a clipboard full of papers.
"My file?" asked  Vanessa.
"Yes. We have a file on all our clients. This way we can customize  your
sessions to meet what you want and desire."
Vanessa took the clipboard.  She looked around the waiting room. Everyone
was looking down and she didn't see  anyone she recognized. She sighed in
relief and found an empty chair in the  corner and sat down.
"I have to sit in the corner waiting for a spanking.  This is more
stereotypical than a cheap porno. Who writes that trash anyway?"  she thought as she
sat down in the chair.
She glanced down at the clipboard.  The paperwork seemed very ordinary. The
first page asked for your name, address  and contact information. The
second page got more interesting. It asked if you  were ever spanked growing up,
if you wanted to be spanked for a real misdeed or  if this was more sexual
for you. There was a question asking you what implements  you wanted to try.
Vanessa felt her pussy tingle with joy, perhaps, if she  couldn't find a guy
to fulfill her desires, maybe The Facility could at least  help. She
quickly wrote down her favorite spanking fantasy and checked all the  implements
listed, indicating she wanted to try them. At the very bottom of the  last
page in bold and italic letters said the following statement: THE FACILITY
BELIEVES IN SAFE, SANE AND CONSENSUAL EXPLORATION. IF FOR ANY REASON YOUR
SESSION BECOMES TOO MUCH FOR YOU, THE AUTOMATIC SAFE WORD TO END ANY SESSION IS
 RED.
Vanessa signed her name, giving The Facility consent to spank her and
possibly in the future to explore more kinky situations. She got up and returned
 the forms to Cassandra who smiled politely as she took them. As Vanessa
turned  from the receptionist's desk, she noticed the room had fewer people in
it. They  had been called in for their spanking and she didn't even notice.
She walked  back to her seat in the corner, even though there were several
open chairs. She  sat and waited.
At exactly at 11AM the door to the next part of The Facility  opened. A
lady with long brown hair appeared in the doorway.
"Vanessa?" she  called out.
Vanessa swallowed hard and walked towards the open door. The lady  with
long brown hair smiled gently.
"Right this way, honey. I will take you  to the Changing Room," she said
sweetly.
Vanessa was speechless as she walked  down the hall with the lady with long
brown hair. It seemed like an eternity,  but it was only a minute before
they arrived at a door labeled Changing  Room.
"Go inside. Find an empty locker and put all your clothes in it. You  will
be naked. Once you are naked go to the door labeled Spanking Waiting Room.
Do you have any questions?" asked the lady with long brown hair.
All Vanessa  could manage was to shake her head no. With that, she opened
the door to the  Changing Room. It was a typical looking changing room, like
at the gym. There  were a few exceptions. This Changing Room was co-ed and
there were several well  spanked bottoms on display. Vanessa tried not to
look but it was impossible not  to notice all the nudity. There were both males
and females. Various shapes and  sizes of people were in the room, all
naked and most with a well spanked  bottom.
Vanessa quickly found an empty locker and started to remove her  clothes.
It dawned on her when she was in her black bra and panties, that total
strangers were going to see her naked. The shocking thing was all the other
people in the locker room didn't seem to mind the other naked people. This gave
her a sense of confidence as she unhooked her bra. Her nipples became hard
instantly.
"Oh God. I am so turned on," she thought.
She slipped her  panties down, hoping no one would notice the dampness of
them, and tossed them  into the locker. She threw her hair back and walked
towards the door labeled  Spanking Waiting Room. She opened the door and
walked in.
Inside the Spanking  Waiting Room was a room full of people tied to chairs,
waiting their turn with  Robert or Carol. Several people stood on a small
scaffold, with their hands on  their head, fully on display. Their bottoms
were very red. Vanessa felt  overwhelmed. Never in her wildest dreams did she
think something like this could  be real. While Vanessa was lost in her
thoughts, a blonde with brown eyes  grabbed her wrist.
"I am going to take you to an open chair and restrain you  to it. Carol
will undo your bonds and take you to her room to spank you," she  said.
"Why do I need to be restrained?" asked Vanessa.
"Being restrained  serves several purposes. One, it puts you on display.
You won't be able to cover  anything up. This adds a sense of humiliation to
all the spankings. Second, and  equally important, it prevents any sexual
contact between the clients and or any  unauthorized masturbation from taking
place."
While the blonde was saying  this, she was leading Vanessa to an open chair
and had restrained her to the  chair. Vanessa's legs were spread. Meaning
everyone in the room could see her  shaved pussy. Her wrists were tied to the
arm rests, so she couldn't cover  anything nor could she touch herself or
anyone else. She never felt so exposed,  so vulnerable, so humiliated and at
the same time, so turned on and so alive and  fulfilled. Vanessa was lost in
her senses and thoughts and didn't notice the  door to the Spanking Rooms
opened.
"Hello Vanessa. I'm Carol. I am going to  teach you a proper lesson today,"
 said Carol.
Carol was probably in her mid  forties, with very long bronze colored hair.
She looked very stern and very  maternal. Carol undid Vanessa's ties and
led her through the Spanking Rooms  door. Inside the doorway, Vanessa could
hear the sound of a paddle hitting naked  flesh. A woman was crying. Vanessa
could her Robert scolding the  woman.
"Don't mind that dear. That is Katarina. She is our best customer.  Robert
spanks her once a week. She gets spanked for real punishment," said  Carol.
They arrived at Carol's Spanking Room. Once inside, the room looked  like a
small bedroom. There was a twin sized bed, desk with chair, computer and
on the wall hung all the spanking implements.
"Vanessa, stand in the middle  of the room with your hands on your head and
your legs spread shoulder width  apart. I am going to review your file
again," said Carol.
Vanessa nodded and  complied. Vanessa could feel her heart beat a million
times a minute. She had  seen countless videos of girls treated like this,
but never her. Carol sat at  the desk and reviewed the file as if Vanessa wasn'
t even there.
"I think I  understand. Your fantasy of being caught masturbating is very
common among our  female clients," said Carol smiling
Carols eyes darted up and down the very  exposed Vanessa.
"You are very cute. May I feel your body?" asked  Carol.
"Yes" replied Vanessa.
As Carol's fingertips touched Vanessa's  breasts, Vanessa shuddered with
pleasure.
"Oh, this will be fun. You are very  excitable. I like that," said Carol
as her hand explored Vanessa's smooth  pussy.
"You are very turned on. So here is what is going to happen. You will
refer to me as `Mom' during this and don't forget if things get too intense,
just say RED and everything stops," she added.
"Yes, Mom," said  Vanessa.
"Very good. I'll be right back," said Carol as she left the  room.
Vanessa stood there for a moment, frozen, unsure if she was allowed to
move. Then she noticed a dildo and a spanking magazine on the bed. Vanessa got
on the bed, spread her long legs and positioned the dildo for maximum
pleasure.  She opened the magazine and started to slowly thrust the dildo into
her eager  pussy. The dildo felt amazing; it was thick and pushed all the
right buttons.  Within a few minutes, Vanessa started to feel her orgasm build.
That's when the  door opened.
"VANESSA! WHAT ON EARTH ARE YOU DOING?!" shouted Carol.
"Mom!  Don't you knock?! Am I not allowed some privacy?" Vanessa yelled
back.
"Is  that a dildo? Where did you get that? And what are you looking at?"
Carol asked  as she walked over to the bed, ripping the magazine from Vanessa'
s  hands.
Carol glanced at the various pictures of naked girls getting spanked.  She
glanced at Vanessa who was blushing with utter embarrassment; the dildo was
still half way in her pussy.
"I am going to put you over my knee and spank  you. Masturbating is a
filthy habit and proper young ladies don't do that,"  scolded Carol.
"Please don't Mom! I'm too old to be spanked," pleaded  Vanessa.
"You live in my house, you live by my rules. In this house, I spank  you
when you deserve it and you have earned this spanking," said Carol as she  got
the chair in the middle of the room and a hairbrush.
Carol sat on the  chair and tapped her lap.
"Get that filthy thing out of your pussy and get  over my knee. NOW!"
barked Carol.
Vanessa slid the dildo out of her pussy.  She noticed how wet the dildo
was. She got up from the bed and shuffled over to  Carol. She slowly lowered
herself over Carol's lap. Vanessa had never been over  someone's knee before
and she found the experience exhilarating.
"This  position is quite comfortable," thought Vanessa as she finally got
in  position.
Carol rubbed Vanessa's naked and exposed bottom with her  hand.
"It has been far too long since I have spanked this naughty bottom.  Isn't
that right, Naughty Vanessa?" scolded Carol.
"Yes, Mom."
Carol  raised her hand and slowly started to spank Vanessa. Vanessa gasped
and moaned  with each spank.
"This doesn't hurt too badly. It stings, yes, but the pain  is not
terrible. It is more of a turned on than anything else," thought  Vanessa.
Carol continued to slowly spank Vanessa with her hand. Carol  alternated
cheeks and moved her hand to ensure complete coverage of Vanessa's  spankable
bottom. After several minutes of getting spanked by Carol, Vanessa  noticed
the pain was starting to get more noticeable. She started to wince with
each spank and her breathing was starting to quicken.
"Now, that bottom is  nice and pink. However, Naughty Vanessa needs a red
bottom," said Carol picking  up the hairbrush.
Carol tapped it on Vanessa's pink bottom. Vanessa purred  with pleasure as
she felt the cool brush against her warm bottom.
"Girls who  get caught playing with their pussies get the brush!" scolded
Carol.
SWAT  SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT
The pain from the brush  took Vanessa's breath away, her eyes widen and she
kicked her legs. She  instinctively reached her arm back to in an attempt
to block the brush. Carol  knew this was going to happen and was prepared.
She pinned Vanessa's arm to her  back.
"Tsk tsk tsk, Naughty Vanessa should know better. She should know  naughty
girls get a thorough spanking," said Carol.
"But Mom, all my friends  masturbate, why can't I?!" pleaded Vanessa.
SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT  SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT
"You shouldn't masturbate, because you will get  addicted to it!" Carol
said sternly.
SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT  SWAT SWAT SWAT
Vanessa hung her head. She knew there was nothing she could do  to avoid
that damn brush from making her bottom all red. She felt the brush move  all
over her bottom and spank the top of her thighs. She loved every minute of
her punishment, the moisture between her legs as amazing.
Carol continued to  spank Vanessa with the brush and with each spank
Vanessa could feel her defiance  starting to leave. Finally, after several more
minutes of the brush... "I'm sorry  Mom! Please stop! I'll be a good girl. I
won't masturbate again," begged  Vanessa.
"Stand up and put your hands on your head," Carol said  coolly.
Vanessa did as she was told and she carefully followed Carol around  the
room with her eyes. Carol walked over to the implement wall and was
inspecting all the implements.
"Decision time Vanessa. Belt, tawse, paddle or  cane," said Carol.
"Oh Mom...please no more. I learned my lesson," Vanessa  begged, knowing
she would get more punishment and this was the biggest turn on  she had ever
experienced in her life.
"Very well. Turn and bend over the bed,  Vanessa," Carol said.
Vanessa did as she was told. She bent over the bed,  spreading her legs.
She could feel the cool air of the room on her aching pussy.  Her bottom
burned and she knew she would be feeling the effects of the spanking  for some
time. It was at this moment Vanessa felt a large, flat wooden object  tap
against her vulnerable bottom.
"The paddle?! PLEASE MOMMY NO! I'LL BE A  GOOD GIRL!" Vanessa said
beseeching Carol to have mercy.
"You have earned  this Vanessa. You have earned this by being a filthy girl,
" scolded Carol as she  raised the paddle.
CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK  CRACK CRACK
Each paddle blow sounded like a gunshot. Vanessa struggled to  stay in
position. She felt the paddle punish her red bottom like she never  dreamed
would happen. Her breathing was short and quick. She felt she was on the  verge
of tears. It was then she felt a new sensation on her bottom. It was much
thinner. Then she heard a snap.
"The belt!" thought Vanessa.
"Ten with the  belt and you are done with your spanking. The belt is to
make sure you have  fully learned your lesson," said Carol.
SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT  SWAT SWAT SWAT
The belt broke Vanessa. She started sobbing and incoherently  making
promises to be a good girl. Incoherent promises to everyone but Vanessa.  Her body
shuddered and rocked with each blow of the belt.
Carol told Vanessa  to get up. Vanessa continued to sob.
"Are you going to be my good daughter  again?" inquired Carol.
"Yes, Mom," said Vanessa between sobs.
Carol  hugged Vanessa. Vanessa sobbed into Carol's shoulder. Even though
Carol had  spanked Vanessa to tears, Vanessa was very turned on. She couldn't
wait to shove  the dildo back into her pussy.
"Lay on the bed and I'll give yourself a few  minutes to compose yourself,"
 Carol said.
Vanessa lay on the bed, on her  stomach, hugging a pillow. Carol smiled at
the sight. She really loved her  job.
"I'll be back in a few minutes to check on my daughter," said Carol
sweetly.
As soon as Carol had left, Vanessa flipped over on the bed. Putting  weight
on her bottom, hurt, but it also turned her on more. She grabbed the  dildo
and shoved in into her soaking, greedy pussy. She moved it in and out with
her left hand and rubbed her clit with her right. Her pussy never felt so
sensitive. It was as if each nerve was awaken from a long slumber and wanted
to  feel as much pleasure as humanly possible. She closed her eyes and
concentrated  on the pain in her bottom, the sound of her spanking and how Carol
caught her  masturbating. The orgasm ripped from her body. Her hips were
two feet off the  bed. She moaned and screamed with pleasure. She yanked the
dildo from her pussy  and licked it clean. She loved the way she tasted, this
was something she  started after watching girls in porn do it and she
became addicted to  it.
After a few minutes in her bliss, Carol entered the room again.
"It  sounds like my naughty daughter enjoyed herself," said Carol.
"Yes, Mom,"  said Vanessa sheepishly.
"Normally, now you would have to scaffold time.  However, you will be the
first client to experience scaffold time with an extra  dose of humiliation."
"Extra humiliation," Vanessa's voice trailing  off.
"Yes. You will wear a sign around your neck letting everyone know WHY  you
were spanked. You will stay there until I excuse you. Understand?"
"Yes,  Mom."
Carol took Vanessa by the wrist and led her out of the room. In the  hall,
Vanessa saw another client, female about 20, being led by the arm by  Robert
to his spanking room. She was begging with him not to spank her,  promising
to be good. These pleas landed on deaf ears as she was led into his
spanking room. Soon they back in the Spanking Waiting Room. It was still full of
people tied to the chairs as they waited for their turn to be spanked.
Vanessa  climbed up the steps of the scaffold and stood with her hands on her
head, legs  spread. Carol got a sign and placed it around Vanessa's neck. It
read: Caught  Masturbating. A whole new level of humiliation washed over
Vanessa as she stood  there with a very red bottom. She felt the eyes of the room
looking at her naked  body. It was a huge turn on. She couldn't wait to get
home and masturbate for  hours.
The door from the Changing Room opened and a lady with short brown  hair
entered the room. The strange thing was this lady was fully  dressed.
"Hi, I'm Kate. I'm looking for Carol," said the lady
"Oh! You are  interviewing for the spanker position," said the blonde
haired lady.
"Yes, I  am."
"She is finishing up some paperwork on that naughty one," said the  blonde
while pointing to Vanessa.
A smile crossed Kate's face.
"She  appears to have been caught masturbating. How very naughty," said
Kate  seductively.
Vanessa felt even more humiliated. Here was The Facility's  newest spanker
already scolding her!
"Vanessa. Today is your lucky day. I  need to interview Kate so your
scaffold time is over. You may go get dressed,"  said Carol.
"Thank you, Mom," said Vanessa.
Vanessa quickly got off the  scaffold and scurried into the Changing Room.
She never got dressed so fast in  her life. There were two reasons for her
hurry. She didn't want anyone she knew  to see her and she wanted to get home
to masturbate again. She left the Changing  Room and was back in the
waiting area by Cassandra's desk.
"Would it be  possible to know if Kate will get the position she is
interviewing for?"  inquired Vanessa.
"Yes. I'll let you know when I do my follow up call with  you tomorrow,"
replied Cassandra.
"Very good," a smiling Vanessa  said.
Vanessa left The Facility; she was in a rush to get home. She had hours  of
masturbating ahead of her. For the first time in her life, she left
fulfilled, not like a freak. She had finally received her first spanking and
acted out her favorite fantasy. No one at The Facility judged her, no one mocked
 her. Vanessa decided she would try to get The Facility once a week and she
 decided she no longer cared if she ran into anyone she knew. They would be
there  for the same reasons, so there was no reason to be scared. As she
pulled out of  the parking lot she left like a weight had been lifted off her
shoulders. She  finally decided to accept those kinky feelings she had, they
are a part of her  and whoever she dated next needed to have those kinky
feelings as well.




The Facility Chapter  5
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Laura  was a 23year old British Nurse working in the USA as part of a
nursing exchange  program. She was in the USA to observe innovative nursing
techniques in an  effort to improve the efficiency of helping patients back in
the UK. She had  long blonde hair with bright blue eyes. Laura liked to wear
bright red lipstick  which made her blue eyes stand out even more.
Furthermore, given her pale  complexion, the red lipstick made her lips more full and
added certain  brilliance to her already attractive face. She had long legs
and large  breasts.
She was the sexy visiting nurse from the UK. It seemed everyone  stared and
stammered around her. This lead to problems for Laura, it made her  into a
brat and disobedient. She had the notion since she was very attractive  she
could get away with pranks and not following orders the doctors would give
her. There was another reason she was a disobedient brat. What she really
hoped  someone would tell her she needed a spanking and take her over their
knee and  spank her long and hard. She thought about spanking all the time,
she considered  herself addicted to the notion of getting spanked.
So when Laura was assigned  to work at County Hospital she was less than
excited. That is, until Laura  learned the town had a very popular business.
The name of the business was The  Facility. Laura briefly heard some nurses
taking about it in the women's locker  room of the hospital. The one nurse
was telling her friend how The Facility has  helped her husband become a
better man through his discipline sessions with  Carol. Laura felt her pussy
tingle with delight as she eavesdropped on the  conversation. She made a mental
note of the name of the business to research it  after her shift.
After her 12 hour shift, Laura was back in her sparsely  furnished
apartment. She quickly turned on her computer and Googled `The  Facility.' She
anxiously clicked on the website for the business. She read  through the FAQ's
and the testimonials and watched the `Meet the Spankers'  videos.
Essentially, she could make an appointment with one of the three  spankers for a
session of her choosing. Laura was excited about the idea of  being spanked, but
also scared. She had never been spanked before, despite her  many fantasies
and attempts to get spanked.
The following morning Laura was  back in the locker room changing into her
scrubs for her day shift. She looked  over and saw another nurse who had a
bruised bottom.
"Excuse me, may I ask  you a question," Laura asked. She was really laying
on the British accent as she  found strangers were more receptive to it.
"Laura? Right? The nurse from the  UK?" responded the red bottomed nurse.
"That's right. What's your  name?"
"Beth. What's your question?"
"Did you get spanked at The Facility?  I don't mean to intrude, but I
couldn't help but notice your red bottom," Laura  said looking down.
"Why yes I did. Robert spanks me roughly once a month. It  is a great
stress reliever for this job," Beth said.
"I have never been  spanked and I am obsessed with it," said Laura
"Well, call and make an  appointment!" said Beth as she walked out of the
locker room.
"Yes, I want to  make an appointment, but I want it for real misdeeds,"
thought Laura.
Laura  decided she would start to disobey her fellow nurses and doctors and
see what  happens as she walked out of the locker room.
"Nurse Laura. I need your help  over her with this patient, please. I need
your help in removing his cast,' said  Beth from exam room 1.
"I don't think so you bloody wanker!" called out  Laura
"Bloody wanker? Dr. Jones, can you speak with Laura, she is acting like  a
little child" said Beth.
Laura was grabbed by her arm and led into Dr.  Jones' office.
"Laura, you are a visiting nurse. You cannot use such language  in front of
the patients. If you keep this up, I will have to refer you for
discipline. Do you understand?" Dr. Jones said.
"Discipline? Does that mean  he will spank me? I hope so!" thought Laura.
"Yes, Dr. Jones. I am just a  little home sick that is all," Laura replied.
"Understandable, don't let it  happen again. Now get back to work," he
said sternly.
As Laura left Dr.  Jones' office, she couldn't help but notice Beth was
bending over a bed trying  to untangle an IV line. Some inner brat had been
unleashed from Laura's  conversation with Beth in the locker room, and the
brat was making up for lost  time. Laura ran up behind Beth and swatted her
bottom hard. Beth jumped from the  surprise swat and turned in anger. Her eyes
burned with fury.
"What the hell  Laura?" said Beth with a cold voice that could make the
strongest willed weak in  the knees.
"I...er...um..." stammered Laura.
"Come with me," said Beth, leading  Laura by the arm to the Nurses' Lounge.
Beth pushed the door open and sat at  one of the empty tables. Laura sat
across from her. Beth just glared at Laura  for the first several minutes.
Finally, Beth spoke.
"I know what you are  doing you little tart. You aren't as clever as you
think you are."
"And what  is that?" Laura said trying to sound innocent.
"You think you are the first  nurse to see my bottom after one of my visits
to The Facility? They all act the  same after you see my spanked bottom.
You act out with the docs then you swat my  bottom because you so desperately
want to get spanked, but you are afraid to act  on it for some reason."
Beth took her cell phone out of her pocket and slid  it across the table to
Laura.
"The Facility's number is on speed dial. Press  5. We will sit here until
you call and make your appointment," Beth said  firmly.
Laura took the phone in her shaking hands and pressed 5. She could  hear
the phone ring on the other end.
"The Facility, this is Cassandra. How  may I help you?"
"Hi...er...um...I have been naughty," said Laura, her face full  of
embarrassment.
"Well, that happens dear. Would you like to get spanked so  you are no
longer a naughty little girl?" asked Cassandra.
Laura couldn't  believe her ears. The receptionist was basically scolding
her over the phone.  She loved it and her pussy felt warm and wet from the
sound of Cassandra's  voice.
"Yes, please," Laura said in a tiny voice.
"As it happens, we have  had a cancellation with one of our afternoon
appointments. How does 4:30 PM  today with Robert sound?"
"I get off work at 4PM, so that works," said  Laura.
"Very well. Please bring ID," said Cassandra.
"I understand," said  Laura hanging up.
"4:30PM today?" Inquired Beth.
Laura nodded. Her head  was spinning with everything that was happening. It
was all so fast.
"One  more thing. You need to have a trimmed, shaved or waxed pussy. So
drop your  scrubs so I can see how you keep your pussy and I don't report you
swatting my  bottom to the higher ups," said Beth
Laura rolled her eyes, knowing she had  no choice, as she stood and lowered
her scrubs. She wasn't wearing any panties.  She didn't like how they left
panty-lines in the scrubs. Beth smiled as she  admired Laura's bare pussy.
"No panties? Are you a slut? And I can see you  are turned on. Don't
worry, that can be taken care of at The Facility," Beth  said.
Laura was in shock. All she could do was nod to what Beth was saying.  Beth
helped Laura get her scrubs back up and they both went back to work.
The  rest of the shift was long and boring. Laura stared at the clock
waiting for 4PM  to come. Her daydreaming caused her to be even more disobedient
to the doctors  because she wasn't even paying attention. At long last 4PM
came. She rushed into  the locker room and changed back into her short skirt
and a blouse that really  showed off her large breasts. She got in her car
and drove to The Facility. She  parked and walked in the main entrance.
She glanced around the bland looking  waiting room. She saw two women and
two men waiting. It appeared they were  couples, perhaps getting spanked
together? Laura shook her ahead and approached  the receptionist's desk.
"Hi, I have an appointment at 4:30PM," said  Laura.
"Very well. ID please," said Cassandra.
Laura handed over her ID.  Cassandra scanned it through the ID Checker. The
light flashed green and  Cassandra handed the ID back to Laura.
"Beth told me what you did to her  today at the hospital. She is a good
friend of mine. I must say you most  certainly have earned this spanking," said
Cassandra as she handed Laura the  legal paperwork and the spanking
questionnaire to Laura.
Laura stuck her  tongue out at Cassandra as she took the paperwork.
"Robert will have a  challenge with this one, but like all the rest, they
will learn their lesson,"  thought Cassandra.
Laura sat in an empty chair and crossed her long legs. She  found that if
she sat with her legs crossed just the right way, she could  stimulate her
pussy and get herself super horny. The paperwork was mundane; it  reminded her
of the paperwork from the hospital. The spanking questionnaire was  must
more interesting to her. She wrote out how she had never been spanked, but
was always looking for ways to get into trouble. She checked off the various
boxes for the implements she wanted to be used on her. Although she was
British,  Laura had no desire to be caned, so she left that box unmarked. At the
very  bottom of the last page in bold and italic letters said the following
statement:  THE FACILITY BELIEVES IN SAFE, SANE AND CONSENSUAL EXPLORATION.
IF FOR ANY  REASON YOUR SESSION BECOMES TOO MUCH FOR YOU, THE AUTOMATIC
SAFE WORD TO END ANY  SESSION IS RED.
Laura walked defiantly back to the Cassandra's desk and  handed the signed
paperwork back. Before Laura could get back to her chair, the  door opened
and a lady with long brown hair appeared in the doorway.
"Laura,  come this way please," she said. There was a tone disappointment
in her  voice.
Laura walked toward the lady with long brown hair, who grabbed her by  the
arm.
"I am going to lead you to the Changing Room," the lady with brown  hair
said.
"Changing Room? What am I changing into? I didn't bring any  outfits,"
said Laura.
"You are changing out of your clothes and getting  naked. You will be
spanked naked, just like everyone who visits us."
"Naked?"  said Laura her voice trailing off.
They arrived at the Changing Room  door.
"Like I said, take off all your clothes and put them in a locker. Then
walk through the door labeled Spanking Waiting Room," said the lady with brown
hair as she opened the door for Laura.
Laura walked in and saw what appeared  to be a gym locker room. She quickly
found an empty locker and slipped off her  short skirt. Next she pulled her
blouse over her head and unhooked her black  lace bra. She was slightly
disappointed she was the only one in the Changing  Room as she enjoyed seeing
naked men and women, especially if they had just been  spanked. Laura walked
to the door labeled Spanking Waiting Room and opened it  and walked through.
The first thing Laura noticed was a man and a woman  standing on a small
scaffold with signs hung around their necks. One sign read,  "Happy engagement
Little Timmy!" The other read, "Happy engagement Naughty  Vanessa!" It was
clear these two were deeply in love as their eyes were fixated  on each
other, as they stood naked with their well spanked bottoms on  display.
"Would you believe those two? Good friends who happened to run into  each
other here one day. They got spanked together by Miss Kate and started
dating. Now, they are getting married!" said a blonde with brown eyes as she
took Laura by the hand.
"Where are you taking me?" asked Laura.
"To be  tied to a chair. So you can't touch yourself, or anyone else.
Furthermore, it  puts you on display to put you in the appropriate frame of mind
for your  spanking," the blonde continued.
Laura was tied to a chair with a perfect  view of both Vanessa and Tim. She
could see both of their fronts and just enough  of their bottoms for her to
know they had both had received a thorough  spanking.
Laura loved being tied to the chair. Her long legs were spread wide  so her
bare pussy on was display. Her nipples stood erect and she could feel a
puddle of her pussy juice start to gather on the chair. There was no clock in
the room so she had no idea how long she had been tied to the chair or for
long  much longer she had to be on display like this.
After what seemed like an  eternity, Robert walked through the Spanking
Rooms door and walked over to  Laura.
"Hello Laura. I'm Robert and I am going to spank you today," he said  as
he untied her bonds.
Laura gulped hard. Although Robert had some strands  of gray hair, but that
didn't detracted from his stern looks. He was muscular  but not muscular
enough to be a meathead. He took Laura by her hand and led her  to the
Spanking Rooms door.
"NO! I haven't done anything wrong! You can't  spank me! I'm 23 not some
little kid!" shouted Laura.
Robert didn't say  anything in response. He was expecting Laura to be
difficult. Although he  enjoyed spanking his regular clients, breaking a new
client always gave him a  rush. He continued to lead her down the hall of the
spanking rooms. The sound of  a belt hitting a naked bottom and the sobs of a
man filled the hall.
"I can't  believe you aren't even talking to me, you jerk! Who do you
think you are? You  just go around spanking naked girls?" Laura said insolently.
Robert opened  the door to his room, it looked like an office. There was a
wooden desk, 2  wooden chairs, a computer chair and bookshelf. He calmly sat
in his  chair.
"Stand in front of the desk. Have your hands at your side," he  said.
Laura covered her breasts with one hand and her pussy with the  other.
"You will only make your spanking worse if you don't comply," he  stated
matter of factly.
`I HAVEN'T DONE ANYTHING TO GET SPANKED!!' shouted  Laura.
"Oh really? You didn't swat Beth's bottom? You didn't ignore the  doctors
at the hospital? You didn't stick your tongue out at Cassandra? I see
girls like you all the time. You think because you are very attractive, you can
treat the rest of the world like shit. You think because you have nice tits
and  long legs you are better than everyone else. Well, I am here to teach
you a  lesson. The only way for girls like you to learn this lesson is to be
put over  my knee and given a long and thorough spanking. So I will ask you
one more time,  place your hands at your sides."
Laura didn't move.
"You just earned  yourself the paddle in addition to the brush," said
Robert as he stood  up.
Robert opened the desk drawer and pulled out a wooden brush and a wooden
paddle with holes in it.
Laura glared at Robert, as if she was trying to make  him burst into flames
with her eyes. Robert was expecting this, after all,  Laura's file said she
had never been spanked before and she had a disobedient  streak in her that
ran a mile deep. Robert calmly moved one of the wooden chairs  and sat it
in. He pulled Laura over his knee. She tried to fight back, but she  was no
match for the stronger Robert.
He shifted her on his lap. She was very  attractive. Her long legs were
extended. Robert reached for the brush and tapped  it on Laura's bottom.
"Anything to say before you have your spanking," asked  Robert.
"I HATE YOU AND YOU ARE SO MEAN TO SPANK ME! I HAVEN'T DONE ANYTHING
WRONG!" shouted Laura.
Robert raised the brush and firmly but not too harshly  started to spank
Laura. He needed Laura's bottom nice and pink, she needed to  have a good warm
up before her paddling, otherwise her spanking would not be  effective.
At first, Laura bit her tongue and refused to cry out or even  breathe any
different. She didn't want Robert to know she was enjoying her  spanking or
that it was making her rethink her actions.
"Just because you  have nice tits doesn't mean you get to treat people
with disrespect," said  Robert as he continued to spank Laura with the brush.
The sound of the  spanking filled the room and before Laura realized it she
was gasping with each  swat. She reached back with her right arm and tried
to block the brush. Robert  knew this was going to happen and quickly pinned
her arm against her  back.
SWAT
SWAT
SWAT
SWAT
SWAT
"You need to learn to do as you  are told. You need to learn to act
appropriately," said  Robert.
SWAT
SWAT
SWAT
SWAT
SWAT
SWAT
"Are you starting to  get the message?" asked Robert.
"Yes! My bottom hurts!" said Laura
"A  spanking is supposed to hurt otherwise the naughty girl won't learn
anything.  Stand up and put your hands at your side," said Robert.
This time, Laura  complied. She felt so exposed, humiliated. Her bottom was
burning and her pussy  was aching. She was hoping Robert hadn't notice how
turned on she was.
"I see  this is a turn on for you as well, right Laura?" asked Robert.
"Yes, Sir,"  she said eyes down.
"Sir? Where did that come from? He didn't tell me to call  him Sir?" she
thought.
"Good. Now bend over the desk with your legs spread  wide," Robert said
picking up the paddle.
Laure bent over the desk. She could  feel her nipples graze the desk. She
spread her legs. She felt her pussy lips  open like a slut. She loved every
minute of it, she wanted more.
"Tell me why  you need a spanking and then I will paddle your naughty
bottom," said  Robert.
"I'm addicted to trying to get spanked. I act out in an attempt to  get
spanked. I ignore people and disobey people in the hopes they will spank me.
I spanked Beth because I know she was here," confessed Laura.
"So what does  this mean?"
"It means I need you to spank my naughty bottom,  please."
CRACK
CRACK
CRACK
CRACK
Robert brought the paddle down  on Laura's exposed bottom four times. She
could hear the paddle whistle as the  air passed through the holes in it.
Each blow nearly catapulted Laura over the  desk. She groaned with each blow.
"Are you learning, Laura?" asked  Robert.
CRACK
CRACK
CRACK
CRACK
"YES!" yelled  Laura.
CRACK
CRACK
CRACK
CRACK
"What are you learning Laura?"  asked Robert.
"I have learned to keep my hands to myself. To do as I am told  and to
treat people with respect!" yelled  Laura.
CRACK
CRACK
CRACK
CRACK
CRACK
"And tell me what happens  when you are disobedient and a brat?" inquired
Robert.
"I get spanked naked!"  yelled Laura.
Robert walked around to the other side of the desk and placed  the paddle
on the desk. Robert sat in the chair and looked into Laura's eyes  which were
full of tears.
"I need to make sure you are sincere and have  really learned your lesson.
So I am going to slipper your bottom now," said  Robert.
"Please no. I promise I will be a good girl," pleaded Laura.
"This  will make sure you stay a good girl," Robert replied.
Robert opened a desk  drawer and pulled out a rubber slipper. Laura burst
into tears, making promises  to be a good girl. Robert smiled. He put the
slipper away.
"Stand up," he  said.
Laura stood, with her hands at her side. Robert got up from the desk  and
walked to Laura. He hugged her.
"You took your punishment very well. You  have learned your lesson, haven'
t you?" he asked.
Laura just sobbed more into  his shoulder. Never before had she been
spanked. Never before had she been  treated so harshly and held so accountable for
her actions. She loved every  minute of it and she pussy was begging to be
touched.
"Now, about you being  all turned on. In the desk there are vibes, dildo
and a magic wand. You have  five minutes to masturbate and then I will take
you to do your scaffold time,"  said Robert as he left the room.
Laura quickly ran around to the desk and  ripped open the drawers. She
quickly found her favorite type of vibrator, the  jack rabbit style. She turned
it on, not only could it vibrate, but it rotated  and had a special
attachment to make sure the clit was stimulated. In the past  it gave her mind
blowing orgasms, she couldn't wait to experience an orgasm  after a spanking.
Laura sat in the chair; her face winced with pain as she  sat down. She
spread her long legs and positioned the vibe at the opening of her  wet, smooth
pussy. She shoved it in like her life depended on it. As soon as the  vibe
touched her clit, an orgasm shot out of her body. She threw her head back,
her blonde hair matted to her face from the tears and sweat of her spanking.
She  felt her pussy clamp down on the vibe and the pleasure washed over her
body. Now  she started working the vibe in and out of her pussy. She wanted
a second orgasm  before Robert would come and get her. She knew she didn't
have a lot of time  left so she pounded the vibe into her pussy.
"Naughty girls get spanked so  they can orgasm," she said aloud as the
vibe continued to fill her pussy with  pleasure.
She pinched her nipples as she felt the second orgasm build. The  second
orgasm was much more satisfying than the first. Her hips bucked, she was  much
louder the second time and barely had the energy to turn the vibe off when
she was finished.
As she was lost in her own pleasure, Robert and re-entered  the room.
"The last phase of your punishment is to stand on the scaffold,  naked with
a spanked bottom. You will have a sign on your neck telling everyone  why
you were spanked," said Robert as he took her by the hand from the  room.
Laura's legs were jelly, she could barely walk. Her bottom was still
burning and her inner thighs were covered in pussy juice. Everyone would know
she was spanked and then masturbated. She knew this was meant to be
humiliating  and the thought turned her on even more.
Laura entered the Spanking Waiting  Room and climbed the scaffold. She put
her hands on her head. Robert hung a sign  on her neck that read, "
Disobedient."
"I have one more surprise for you,"  said Robert.
He opened the door to the Changing Room and out walked a fully  clothed
Beth.
"Oh my, it looks like she put up a fight. That is one very red  and sore
bottom! Look at those thighs. They are drenched with pussy juice! How  many
times did she orgasm?" asked Beth.
"She had two orgasms. I'm shocked you  didn't hear the second. She is very
loud. She also put up a good fight, she is  very disobedient," said Robert.
"Are you going to be a good girl from now  on?" asked Beth to Laura.
Laura nodded her head.
"Very good Laura. You may  get dressed now," said Robert.
Laura quickly got down from the scaffold and  scampered into the Changing
Room. Beth followed her in.
"Next time you want  to play a little spanking game, just ask, and I'm
sure The Facility can arrange  something for us," said Beth.
"Yes, Beth. If that pleases you," said  Laura.
"Ooooo, Robert did teach you a good lesson. Listen to how polite and
obedient you are."
"I was wrong to swat your bottom and I have learned my  lesson."
"We will most definitely have to visit together. Maybe they will let  me
spank you," said Beth.
By the point Laura was dressed again. They had  walked back to the main
waiting area.
"Come back to my place, Beth. I'll cook  you dinner in an effort to stay
in your good graces," said Laura.
"I think  that is a splendid idea. Lead the way," replied Beth.




The Facility Chapter  6
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Brenda  was a 23-year-old bank teller at First National Bank. Her black
hair went down  to her bra strap and made her dark green eyes stand out even
more. She was 5  feet 6 inches and liked to wear small-heeled shoes to make
her slightly taller.  She had smallish breasts, which matched her tight,
round, small bottom. She  figured she got her nice ass from standing and walking
all day. Brenda enjoyed  her job at the bank. There was just one problem.
She wasn't very good as a bank  teller. On more than one occasion she would
give the customer more money than  they asked for, bad news if you are in the
banking business. In addition, to  banking transaction errors, Brenda had
been caught reading spanking stories on  her smart-phone. Therefore, when
Brenda arrived at work Monday morning, she was  not looking forward to her
disciplinary meeting with Sarah. Sarah was in her  late 40's. She had blonde
hair, which hid her gray hair nicely. She was stern  and no nonsense. It took a
woman of a certain backbone to conquer the banking  world, which was still
dominated by men even in 2013. Sarah knew Brenda had done  more than enough
to earn termination, but the Sarah's bank had recently landed  big account. A
few months back, The Facility opened. To everyone's surprise, it  did
terrific business. The owners of The Facility shopped around to various  banks,
and finally decided on First National. The owners, Robert and Carol,  liked
Sarah's straight shooter approach to banking and in dealing with  employees.
Carol mentioned in passing to Sarah, that if Sarah had any employees,  who
need a spanking, The Facility would give Sarah's employee a spanking session
on the house.
Brenda sat nervously in conference room, awaiting the arrival  of Sarah.
Brenda was dressed in a white blouse, hair in a ponytail, a knee  length black
skirt and sheer pantyhose. Brenda loved how these felt against her  skin,
especially after she would freshly shave her legs and pussy. Brenda  `forgot'
 to put on panties or a thong. Her thinking was if she were fired, she
would go home and masturbate through the stockings to make herself feel better.
 And if she wasn't fired she would get to spend the day at work feeling her
 stockings rub against her bare pussy and then go home and masturbate.
Either  way, she would win. Brenda was shocked back to reality when Sarah walked
in with  a laptop. Sarah didn't even look at Brenda. Sarah opened her
laptop, the  clicking of the keys of the keyboard were the only sounds in the
room. Finally,  Sarah spoke, without looking at Brenda.
"It seems you are having a rough few  days here at the bank. "
"Well..." stammered Brenda.
"Not only have you make  numerous errors in standard banking transactions,
resulting the a loss of $1000  for the bank. You were also caught reading
spanking stories on your phone. Mind  you, I don't pay you to lose money. Nor
do I pay you to read such things while  at work," Sarah said sternly.
Brenda looked down. She felt like she was a  small child being scolded.
"Therefore, as a result of your errors and  inappropriate behavior at work,
First National Bank has no choice but to cut  ties with you as our
employee. Clear out your desk," Sarah said.
"NO! Please  I really need this job. I'll do anything! Please give me
another chance,' sobbed  Brenda.
Sarah smiled. She turned her laptop and showed Brenda the website for  The
Facility.
"Since you are so desperate to keep your job, you may pay for  your
transgressions with a visit to The Facility. Where you will be stripped  naked,
paraded around naked, spanked and put on display for everyone to see. At  the
end of your spanking, you will have to stand with your freshly spanked
bottom on display with a sign around your neck telling everyone that you are the
worst employee of the month at First National Bank. You will then report to
my  office where you will show me your punished bottom and show how
grateful you are  for your spanking," explained Sarah.
Brenda stared at Sarah, her mouth open,  shocked at what just transpired.
She wanted to say something, say that she will  sue the bank for harassment
or something. Instead, Brenda said nothing.
"Take  5 minutes, and look at the website for The Facility. Think over the
deal on the  table, which I think is more than fair, and let me know your
decision at the end  of business today," stated Sarah.
With that, Sarah slid the laptop to Brenda.  Sarah got up and left Brenda
alone in the conference room with the  laptop.
"Be fired or take a spanking? How can I find a new job, if they know  why I
was fired? I have no choice, I need to take the spanking," thought  Brenda.
Brenda explored The Facility's website. There were testimonials from  `
satisfied' clients as well as a description of various spankings offered. It
seemed like The Facility could do just about any type of spanking the client
needed. Lastly, there was a meet the spankers section. It gave a short bio
for  each of the 3 spankers at The Facility. Brenda closed the laptop and
left the  conference room, her head was spinning with everything that had
happened. She  was thankful she was having lunch that day with her good friend,
Laura. Brenda  could at least get some advice from her.





The Facility Chapter 7 - Lunch  time
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Brenda  slid into the booth of a restaurant, Laura was already there
waiting. Laura was  slightly older, with short brown hair. She was nearly 5 feet
10 inches tall with  C cup breasts and a flat ass.
"So? How did your meeting go with Sarah?"  inquired Laura.
"Terrible. I have to either have an appointment at The  Facility or I am
fired."
"You mean to tell me your boss wants you to get  spanked?"
"Yes and after I have to show her my spanked ass I have to thank  her for
allowing me to get punished. What do you gather that means?"
"Well,  if you were my employee I would spank you everyday, but that's
just because I  know you have a secret fetish for it."
Brenda kicked Laura's leg under the  table, causing the glasses, plates to
jump.
"See? It's that type of naughty  behavior that earns bratty girls a red
bottom. And I think it's about time your  pale bottom finally got some color,"
 teased Laura.
Brenda could feel her  pussy tingle with delight. Laura was right, she had
longed for a spanking, but  never had the courage to ask for one. Maybe she
acted out in the hopes someone  would give her what she deserved?
"Laura, what do you think Sarah meant by me  showing her gratitude for my
punishment?" asked Brenda.
"She probably wants  you to lick her to orgasm. You do have a talented
tongue. Don't pretend you  didn't lick my pussy when we were in college," Laura
said seductively.
"So  you are saying that after I am spanked and humiliated at The Facility,
I will  have to go back to the bank and eat out some cougar's pussy?!"
exclaimed  Brenda.
"Pretend you don't love it. Just think, if your tongue is good  enough,
maybe you will get a raise," said Laura.
"You are so funny,"  un-amused Brenda said.
Brenda throw some cash on the table and quickly left  the restaurant before
Laura could tease her anymore. Deep down in Brenda's inner  being, she knew
this is what she had craved for years.
Upon returning to the  bank, Brenda knocked on Sarah's office door.
"Come," said Sarah.
"How  cliché," thought Brenda.
Brenda opened the door and entered into Sarah's  office.
"I take it, you have reached a decision?" asked Sarah.
"Yes,  Ma'am. What do I need to do to make the appointment at The Facility?
"
Sarah  picked up the phone and dialed a number. Sarah hit another button to
put the  phone on speaker and placed the phone back on the receiver. Brenda
could hear  the phone ring; her heart was pounding in her chest.
"Thank you for calling  The Facility, this is Cassandra, how may I help you?
" asked a sweet  voice.
"Cassandra, it's Sarah from First National. I'd like to schedule an
appointment for an employee of mine. She has been very bad and needs a real
punishment spanking."
"We can most certainly take care of her naughty  bottom," replied
Cassandra.
"Good, you are on speaker. The girl's name is  Brenda," said Sarah.
"Very good. I just need Brenda to state this is  accepting this punishment
designed by you Sarah because of her shortcomings at  work," stated
Cassandra.
"I...er...am willing to take my spanking as directed  by Sarah," said a
stammering Brenda.
"Very good. Sarah, what do you want  Brenda to take?" said Cassandra.
"I'd like to have Miss Kate spank her over  the knee with her hand to warm
her up. Next with the school paddle, belt and  finish her punishment with
cane. I understand many of the clients are allowed  sexual release after
their spanking; Brenda is not to have that. Is that clear?"  stated Sarah.
"Brenda will be a very good girl after Miss Kate is done with  her. Brenda,
you may your appointment is for 6 PM this evening," said  Cassandra.
Sarah glanced at the clock. It was 1 o'clock.
"May I send  Brenda over now? This way she can sit in the spanking waiting
room for a few  hours. I fear if she actually tries to do work for me, she
will cost me more  money," inquired Sarah.
"By all means," replied Cassandra.
"Brenda, any  questions?" asked Sarah.
"No, Ma'am," said Brenda.
"Very well. I'll see  you after your session," said Sarah as she hung up
her phone.





The Facility Chapter 8 - Brenda's arrival at The  Facility
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Brenda  walked into The Facility and checked in at the receptionist's desk.
"Hello  Brenda, I'm Cassandra. Although we spoke on the phone, you need to
sign these  consent forms. Return them to me when you are done," said
Cassandra as she  handed some forms to Brenda.
Brenda took the forms and quickly read through  them. At the very bottom of
the last page in bold and italic letters said the  following statement: THE
FACILITY BELIEVES IN SAFE, SANE AND CONSENSUAL  EXPLORATION. IF FOR ANY
REASON YOUR SESSION BECOMES TOO MUCH FOR YOU, THE  AUTOMATIC SAFE WORD TO END
ANY SESSION IS RED.
Brenda signed and returned the  forms to Cassandra. Before Brenda could sit
back down a door opened and a  brunette with long hair called out Brenda's
name. Brenda followed her a door  labeled changing room.
"You are a unique case. Typically, the spankees strips  naked. You will
keep your sheer pantyhose on. Sarah has indicated she wants Miss  Kate to strip
you of your last shred of clothing after your warm up spanking. Do  you
have any questions and don't forget your safe word," said the  brunette.
"No and I won't forget it," said a very nervous Brenda.
The  changing room was a completely different world. The redness of the
bottoms was  intense. The amount of nudity was overwhelming. Brenda felt out of
place as she  stripped down to just her sheer pantyhose. For some reason,
Brenda would have  felt more comfortable completely naked, but being forced
to wear something made  her stand out. It was clear this was part of her
punishment.
Brenda opened  the door to the Spanking Waiting Room and a blonde with
green eyes met her  instantly.
"I will now take you and tie you to a chair. You won't be able to  cover
anything up, which adds a dose of humiliation to the spankees. In  addition,
it prevents any unauthorized sexual contact from taking place," she  said
with a tone of boredom in her voice.
For the next 3 hours, Brenda had to  watch as male after male and female
after female was led naked to the spanking  rooms. Each one returned with a
red bottom, tears on their face. Some had to  stand on the scaffold, which was
still in the middle of the room, with a plug in  their ass. Several
returned wearing chastity devices. This whole scene made  Brenda ever more turned
on, but she could do nothing to relieve the growing ache  in her pussy. To
make matters worse, her sheer pantyhose showed off her wetness  very well.
Finally, after 3 hours of visual torment, Brenda heard her  name.
"So this is the naughty Brenda. The one Sarah is having so much trouble
with?" said Miss Kate.
Typically, Kate wore a black tank top with a black  leather mini skirt.
This gave her freedom to move freely while spanking her  clients and remain
cool, but to also look very sexy. However, Sarah had  requested Kate wear only
high waist sheer pantyhose when spanking Brenda. Miss  Kate's B cup breasts
were on display, her perfect body seemed to exist only to  tease Brenda even
more.
Kate quickly untied Brenda and led her through the  spanking rooms door.
Brenda was lost in a fog. She could hardly believe what was  happening. At the
end of the hall, Kate opened a door and led Brenda into Kate's  spanking
room. Already waiting on the desk was a wooden paddle with holes in it,  a
leather belt and a cane. The sight of these brought Brenda out of her daze and
she soon realized what was about to happen to her. That her pale bottom was
 going to be very red and sore very soon.
"Stand with your hands on your  head," barked Miss Kate.
Brenda complied. She felt totally exposed.
"Sarah  has filled me in on how naughty you have been. This is a punishment
spanking,  meaning you are not to have an orgasm. If you feel you are about
to have one,  say yellow. If you orgasm without permission, your entire
punishment starts  over. Understand?"
"Yes, Miss Kate."
Miss Kate had moved a chair to the  center of the room and sat on it with
her sheer pantyhose clad legs crossed. She  sat there and stared sternly at
Brenda. Brenda could feel the penetrating gaze  of Miss Kate. Brenda wanted
to find a rock to crawl under. Finally, Miss Kate  spoke.
"Brenda, over my knee."
Miss Kate helped Brenda get over her knee.  Brenda could feel the slickness
of the Miss Kate's lap. It felt comfortable and  inviting. Suddenly...
SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT
Miss  Kate's hand exploded on Brenda's pantyhose clad bottom. Brenda was
amazed on how  much the hand spanking stung. It hurt, but not enough to cry
out. Instead, she  was breathing heavy.
SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT
"You  cost First National $1000," scolded Miss Kate as her iron hand
spanked  Brenda.
"I'm sorry..."Brenda said hanging her head.
SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT  SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT
"No honey, you aren't sorry yet," Miss Kate said  sweetly.
SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT
"Stand up," said  Miss Kate sternly.
Brenda stood up. Her bottom was burning. Before she could  realize what has
happening, Miss Kate was lowering Brenda's pantyhose. Soon  Brenda was
standing completely naked, with a pink bottom in front of Miss  Kate.
"Bend over the desk and spread your legs wide," said Miss Kate who was
still in her sheer pantyhose.
Brenda complied, knowing she had no escape.  Soon, Brenda was bent over the
desk spread eagle. She saw Miss Kate pick up the  wooden school paddle.
Miss Kate swung it through the air, letting Brenda hear  the whistling sound it
made. Miss Kate tapped the paddle against the newly naked  Brenda.
WHOOSH THWACK WHOOSH THWACK WHOOSH THWACK
"OW! That hurts! I'm  sorry!" screamed Brenda.
Miss Kate walked around the desk so Brenda could see  all of Miss Kate.
"You are getting was you deserve. You have been completely  irresponsible
and this is the consequence for your terrible behavior," scolded  Miss Kate.
Miss Kate moved behind Brenda again.
WHOOSH THWACK WHOOSH  THWACK WHOOSH THWACK WHOOSH THWACK
Brenda pleaded and begged with each stroke  of the paddle. Making every
promise to be a good girl and good employee. All of  her pleading fell on deaf
ears.
"Legs together. It is time for the belt. I  will start at the top of your
bottom and slowly work my way to your thighs and  then back to the top of
your bottom," said Miss Kate coldy.
Brenda sobbed.  She was crying uncontrollably. Miss Kate picked up the
leather belt and snapped  it, causing Brenda to cry harder.
Slowly, relentlessly Miss Kate brought the  leather belt across Brenda's
very red bottom. With each stroke of the belt,  Brenda hung her head lower.
Knowing her actions brought her to this current  state of humiliation.
Finally, after 5 minutes, Miss Kate put the leather  belt down.
"Brenda, lay on the desk and lift your legs. This is how you are  going to
get 6 of the cane. Immediately following the cane, you will do your  public
corner time. Clear?" said Miss Kate.
All Brenda could do was nod as  she lay on the desk and lifted her legs.
Through her tear soaked eyes she could  see Miss Kate swing the cane through
the air. Brenda thought she was humiliated  before, but this position was the
worst yet. With her legs in the air, the skin  on her ass was stretched
making the belting burn more and she could feel the air  of the room on her
drenched pussy.
Miss Kate tapped the cane on Brenda's sore  bottom.
THWACK THWACK THWACK THWACK THWACK THWACK
Brenda screamed with  each stroke of the cane. As each stroke taught her
her lesson, Brenda was  sobbing, crying and very sorry. Miss Kate quickly put
the cane down and pulled  Brenda off the desk.
"Corner time," Miss Kate said.
As Miss Kate led  Brenda back to the spanking waiting room, all Brenda
could do was sob and keep  saying how sorry she was. Once in the spanking
waiting room, Miss Kate helped  Brenda up the stairs of the scaffold. Miss Kate
placed a sign around Brenda's  neck reading, "WORST EMPLOYEE OF THE MONTH FOR
FIRST NATIONAL BANK." Brenda  stood there on the scaffold, hands on head,
cane marked ass on display for 20  minutes.
"Brenda, you may get dressed now," said Miss Kate.
"Thank you,  Miss Kate," said Brenda.
Brenda got back into the changing room and went back  to her locker. She
opened it and found her clothes were gone. Instead there was  a trench coat
and a note. The note read, "Report to my office immediately.  ~Sarah"
Brenda put the trench coat on and raced out of The Facility. Sitting  was
near impossible in the car. Brenda fought through the pain with more tears
and sobs on the drive back to the bank. After parking, Brenda rushed into the
 building, hoping no one would see her. She made her way to the back
offices,  where Sarah's office was located. She knocked on Sarah's office door.
"Come,"  said Sarah.
Brenda opened the door and walked in.
"Stop. Lose the trench  coat. Then walk over here and show me your bottom,"
 said Sarah, all the while  she was sitting at her desk.
For the second time that day, Brenda found a new  level of humiliation as
she stripped in front of her boss. She walked over to  Sarah's desk with her
eyes downcast. Once at the desk, Brenda turned and  presented her freshly
spanked bottom to Sarah.
"I see Miss Kate did a  thorough job on your naughty bottom," said Sarah
seductively as her fingers  caressed Brenda's bottom.
"Yes, Ma'am," said Brenda sounding very  submissive.
"There is only one thing left for you to do," said  Sarah.
Sarah stood up, hiked up her skirt, sat back in her chair and spread  her
legs wide.
"Show me how grateful you are for still having a job," said  Sarah.
Brenda dropped to her knees and crawled between Sarah's legs. Sarah  had a
perfectly landscaped triangle patch of hair just above her pussy. Sarah's
juices flowed freely over Brenda's face. Brenda's tongue darted in and out
of  Sarah's pussy. Brenda nibbled on Sarah's pussy lips and sucked hard on
Sarah's  clit. Brenda found Sarah's scent intoxicating and very arousing.
Brenda forced  her face deeper into Sarah's pussy, trying to show her boss
what a good girl she  could be. To show her how thankful she was for her
spanking. Sarah unbuttoned  her shirt and exposed her tits. Sarah used on hand to
play with her nipples  while she stroked Brenda's hair.
"Are you ready for my cum juices?" asked a  panting Sarah.
All Brenda could do is give Sarah those bedroom eyes. Sarah  came hard as
Brenda played with her clit with her tongue. Sarah's eyes rolled  back in her
head, her hips gyrated into Brenda's face. Brenda obediently licked  up all
the juices from Sarah's pussy and then move to licking up Sarah's inner
thighs.
"You have a talented tongue, dear. Have you learned your lesson?"  asked
an exhausted Sarah.
"Yes, Ma'am. I'll be a better employee now," said  Brenda still kneeling.
"Very good. I think I might have to make you my new  personal assistant,"
said Sarah with a wicked smile.

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