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I saw her peeping through the Venetian blind, she looked both worried and excited. I knew hew well enough now to know she was ready for a few whacks of the cane. She has blobbed her tongue out at me! ME!!! Mr.Jones, a Disciplinarian with a reputation. “How dare she?!” I thought as I strode up her path, down the side of the house, up the garden path towards the Wood Shed.

She was waiting and ready, with her cane.

When she saw my determined stride, she looked shaken, and dashed in, to throw implements quickly on the floor and present herself for ‘come what may’.

She needed to learn a quick lesson. Yes…she wanted a spanking and had been to see me to arrange it, but NO! She cannot be cheeky to me, especially by blobbing her tongue out in a silly manner. She needed to learn that ‘actions have consequences’. I walked straight in, yanked her sticky white panties down and gave her one resounding smack! “HOW DARE YOU BLOB YOUR TONGUE OUT AT ME! Hmmmm? You know very well that I am your disciplinarian. Get this into your head now, cheekiness will NOT BE TOLERATED!”

SMACK!!!!

“Yeeeeeeowwwwwwwooooooooooh!”

She trotted over quickly to look at her mark in the mirror! Without permission!

“What on earth has come over you Rowena! You are taking liberties! Have you learnt nothing?! YOU ONLY DO SOMETHING WHEN I SAY SO! If I say jump, you say how high, if I say bend over, you bend, if I say bare, you bare, bare your bottom quickly! I did not….DID NOT, GIVE YOU PERMISSION TO GO PREENING AT THE MIRROR!!!…GET BACK HERE, BEND OVER, AND PRESENT YOUR BARE BOTTOM YOUNG LADY! My word! I thought you were doing well…it seems I was mistaken. SUCH HORRID DISCOURTEOUS BEHAVIOUR WILL NOT…WILL…NOT!!! …BE TOLERATED BY ME!”

She ran back as if threatened with death! Horrified, scared, flustered. I pushed her into position against the wall, and spanked her bare bottom soundly!

“Now what are you doing!? Have you forgotten everything, face the wall DAMN YOU! IN FACT, PUSH YOUR NOSE TO THE WALL, AND DO NOT MOVE UNTUL I SAY. Good grief Rowena, this is totally unacceptable.”

I arranged a chair. “Now get yourself over here you naughty, NAUGHTY GIRL. You are getting the cane! Are you coming?!! I MEAN NOW, RIGHT NOW….GET OVER THIS CHAIR NOW!”

She ran over…”Ooooh yes, yes, Mr.Jones, right away Sir, sorry Sir, Yes Sir!”

Over she got. I picked up the cane.

I tapped the stout, yet flexible piece of the finest German Rattan on her bulbously round soft quivering buttocks. “You have been disrespectful to me. I will not accept that. I am going to give you a proper caning. Brace yourself!”

It was her first ever taste of a good telling off, being put in her place, spanked, and caned. I only gave her a few, but quite good ones for her first caning. How she squealed…

THWACK!

“Yeeeeeeowwwww!”

THWACK!

“Ooooooooooohhhhh!”

THWACK!

“Owwwwwwwwwwwwww!”

THWACK!

“Ohhh-ohhhhhhhh-ooooooooooo…..owwwwwwwwwoooow!”

As her blood rose to make bruises and her welts rose on her cheeks, she was in ecstacy. “Take one this way, a photo looking up, another from here!” She was so proud of them!

She had been properly naughty, properly chastised, and properly punished. She rang me loads of times over the next days. Always rubbing her slippery little slit, or probing fingers in and out of her pussy faster than a ‘Singers’ sewing needle. She sent various selfies too…

I imagine her bottom bobbed on her fingers all night too, as she felt her bottom. Such is the night after a spanking for most of my clients. The wrath, and fury, of Mr.Jones, and the ensuing punishment, often provokes lewd behaviour on a grandeose scale!

Another satisfied customer into my fold. She has stayed for years.

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