He put his full body weight into each spank and carefully aimed them to land on the same spot in the center of Emily's already scorched bottom.He put his full body weight into each spank and carefully aimed them to land on the same spot in the center of Emily's already scorched bottom. Emily squirmed and shrieked after each blow. As she counted out each stroke, she desperately tried to free herself from Janet's grip. Janet had to work pretty hard to keep her on the desk, but she managed it. "Luckily, for you, Emily, you continued to count properly after I picked up my pace," Mr. Stryker said approvingly. "What number is next?" "Nineteen, sir," Emily stammered weakly. "Speak up, girl!" Mr. Stryker commanded and landed an extremely wicked blow in the center of her throbbing and tender behind. Emily screamed and began to cry loudly. "Nineteen!" she counted in a voice wracked by choking sobs. Again, she began begging Mr. Stryker to stop. "Compose yourself, Emily," her teacher ordered. "I want you to remember the final five spanks in your punishment. I'm going to administer them slowly and firmly. You will request each one. I want your full cooperation. Begin." The room was silent except for Emily's sobs. Mr. Stryker placed the paddle against her burning bottom. "I'm waiting, Emily," he said. "Please give me spank number 20," Emily whimpered. Mr. Stryker let go with a particularly vicious smack. He put all his weight into it and it landed with a resounding whack. "Owwwwww!" Emily wailed. "Owwwwwww." "The number, Emily," Stryker said harshly. "20," Emily sobbed. "Next." For a moment, all that could be heard was the sound of Emily's childish blubbering as Mr. |