Ivy has a job at a small office for a summer internship while she is home from college. Her new boss is a friend of the family and she is looking forward to an easy summer of slacking off surfing the internet for college credit. At her desk, she neglect the work she has been assigned and begins to look at her favorite porn. Oblivious when her boss enters the room, horrified to find her looking at pornography. Scolding her and threatening to tell her parents, Ivy is all to eager to work out alternate arrangements. Standing up to bend over her workstation, skin tight skirt pulled taut as her punishment begins with the yardstick. The thin wood stings up and down her bottom and thighs. Picking up a heavy leather strap and paddle to drive the lesson home. The Boss pulls up her skirt to apply correction to her exposed bubble butt, scolding as he punishes. Lecturing her about modesty, she is instructed to pull her breasts out of her top, now fully exposed under his eye for the remainder of her ordeal. After another round of the yardstick, strap, and paddle, she is sore and contrite. Sitting back down on a sore bottom, she worries that this won’t be the last spanking she will suffer this summer.
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Master was determined to break the yardstick on my bottom. I could see that sadistic sparkle in his eyes. I love it when Master’s eyes sparkle!! I giggled and playfully protested as Master hoisted my legs up over my head, in Legs Up position, exposing my jean clad bottom to the ouchy yardstick. Master spanked me hard in this position, each stroke of the ruler stung across my taut flesh making me squirm and yelp. Once Master had finished with me in Legs Up position, he instructed me to stand up and bend over the edge of the bed. Further stinging stokes from Master’s unyielding yardstick rained down upon my tender peachy globes. Soon, I became unable to stand still and hold position; Master gave me a few more excruciating WHACKS, before telling me to clamber up on top of the bed, and present my bottom on all fours. I did as I was told, knowing that these final strokes were going to be the hardest yet. I braced myself, my legs spread wide, my hands clenching the comforter…I swear Master was winding up for this last set of colossal swings! Each stroke of the yardstick seared into my fat little bottom, I gasped and yelped continually. I could feel my tears beginning to swell as Master lay into my bottom one final time, the mean ol’ yardstick met my bottom and promptly snapped in half! I giggled gleefully very proud of myself and my buns of steel.
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