Chapter 174

“I think she needs a proper spanking, sir,” Gemma said. “My momma always said the only way to turn a bad girl good was to not spare the rod.”

“Well, we’ll see about the rod,” you said. “But I think you’re right. Come over here, Sabrina.”

You were still sitting on the edge of the bed and Sabrina made a show of shuffling over to you, though she was trying to suppress her grin and failing. Gemma quickly directed her to get up on the bed and lay over your lap, then pushed down on her lower back to make her arch it so that her ass was tilted upwards.

“I don’t think over the kilt is going to be enough, sir,” Gemma said.

“Are you saying I should give Sabrina her spankings on a bare bottom?” you asked.

“Yes, sir,” Gemma nodded with a mock-serious expression.

“What do you think about that, Sabrina?” you asked.

“Please not many, sir,” Sabrina said. “I don’t know how many my bum can take like that.”

“Well, let’s find out,” you said and slowly started pulling the kilt up over her ass. Now, you had seen Sabrina’s naked butt plenty of times. On photo and video, and in person. You’d done all sorts of wicked things, including giving her some spanks in the middle of sex. But you still had that delight of anticipation as you tugged up the fabric bit by bit, unveiling her skinny thighs and then the bottom curve of her cheeks, and then up farther and farther until the swell of her naked ass was on display. Her cheeks were smooth and pale, though the skin was starting to goose pimple, and she kept her thighs pressed together as she looked back at you over her shoulder with those big eyes.

“How many do you think I deserve?” she asked.

“Oh, definitely five naked spanks for the daydreaming,” Gemma said. She was standing just next to us, watching with a smirk on her face.

“No, that’s too many,” Sabrina argued.

“On each cheek,” Gemma finished.

“That sounds fair,” you said, silencing Sabrina. You put a hand on her left cheek, not grabbing or massaging as usual, just resting it there like you were lining it up. “Are you ready?”

“Yes, sir,” Sabrina nodded.

You brought your hand up and then cracked it down on her little tush, the slap of the spank sharp. It was maybe half power of what you thought you could do, and it made Sabrina yelp a little ‘meep!’ as her glutes clenched and unclenched for a moment. You waited for a long moment. “Well, I guess that one didn’t count,” you said.

“What? Why?” Sabrina asked.

“Good girls know they are supposed to count out their spankings,” Gemma said.

“One?” Sabrina asked timidly.

“Too late,” Gemma said.

“I’ll need to start over,” you said and spanked her again. This time, her ass clenched before the spank in anticipation, and you left a light pink spot on her pale cheek for a moment.

“One!” Sabrina said.

“And thank him,” Gemma prompted.

“Thank you, sir,” Sabrina said.