I knew He would be mad. I forgot to send Him an e-mail, and it was as part of a punishment already. I was meant to send horny e-mails each day, how could I forget? Although I apologised I made a further mistakes by not addressing Him correctly.
'Lay across my lap', He ordered, 'I was going to give you five, but you just earned yourself another four!' I begged to be forgiven, but He just said, 'Come here, do as I told you NOW!'
I walked over to Him and lay across His lap. He raised my skirt and pulled my panties down to my knees. 'Now you count and if you miss one, then I add another'. He said 'Yes Sir, I understand' I replied. First He stroked my ass, this always felt so good, made me moan, but I sensed His hand pull back, I tensed my bottom and then felt the first stroke of his hand. I closed my eyes as I felt the sting, 'One Sir thank you' I said quietly. Again, harder now. 'Two Sir thank you'. Again and again He struck in the same place. 'Four Sir, thank you' I sobbed. And so it went on, the strokes seeming to get harder. After the ninth my tears flowed freely and I managed to mumble, 'Nine Sir, thank you'.