Mandau sat in a large chair, pulled Penny over her lap, and grabbed a stout leather paddle off a hook on the wall. Smack! It struck, and it hurt. Between its firmness and size, and her tush already being tender, it hurt a lot.
“Ouch, ow! No, Mandau, stop, you can’t do this to me. How can you not understand? Ow! I’m not a child. I’m a grown woman—ouch!”
“Little one, you’re being silly. We know all about you humans from the Gorians. You’re very simple primitive beings with a world equally simple. We know best how to care for you, and we will. So, you must learn to behave and do as mommy and daddy say. It’s dangerous for you to be outside without supervision. If you don’t obey, mommy will have to paddle you. This is our way: males for pleasure, females for discipline.”
Penny wailed and howled, the leather driving pure fire into her poor cheeks. It was not a good spanking at all! Her dress was so short that it immediately slid up to expose her panties, and they gave scant protection. Besides, Mandau tugged them down after the first two dozen swats, and then Penny’s bare bottom got another two dozen. She was sobbing before the final dozen had started, and then Mandau led her to the corner.
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