Megan pouted and folded her arms over her chest. She did not see why she should clean all of his windows. She had been punished more than enough.
“That defiance has just cost you your dress,” he said, “so take it off, and be quick about it.”
Megan clung to the hem and pouted. “I’m sorry. I’ll be good now.”
“If you’re being good,” he said, sighing and shaking his head, “then why have you not taken your dress off yet?”
Her pout grew and she toyed with the black silky fabric. “I didn’t think you meant it,” she said, glancing down at the floor. “I thought you were just giving me a warning.”
“I’ll give you a warning,” he said sternly, stepping close and leaning toward her. Megan trembled as she gazed into his eyes. “If that dress isn’t off by the time I count to ten, I’ll ask Adam to go and fetch the cane.” Before he had even started to count, Megan stepped back and yanked her dress over her head, tossing it to the floor. They had all seen her naked, it was nothing new. Cleaning a few more windows, even in the nude, would not kill her; but she could not take another caning, of that she was absolutely certain.
“I’m going to hand you over to Paula now. She can oversee this part of your punishment, but if you’re not on your best behaviour she has my permission to spank you. I’m going to go outside with Adam and have a look at his new car,” he said, kissing her cheek. “Be good, because if I find out you’ve misbehaved, there will be consequences. Understand?”
Megan nodded, sighing as she watched him and his brother leave the house. “Come on then,” Paula said, taking her elbow and guiding her through to the living room. Megan stood back as the horizontal blinds were raised clear of the windows. Handing her a cloth and bottle of window cleaning spray, Paula stood to the side and indicated for her to begin. Her gaze was fixed on the two men, walking around the bright red sports car, stroking the paintwork and smiling.
Paula laughed. “Boys and their toys. I wouldn’t be surprised if they take it for a spin around campus,” she said, shaking her head when Adam jumped into the driver’s seat. “Told you,” she said, as Dr. Wilkie got into the passenger seat and they roared off.
“Right, let’s get on, see if we can be finished by the time they return,” she said, giving Megan a firm spank. Reaching back to rub her butt, Megan scowled, turned to the window, and sprayed the liquid all over it, before rubbing the glass with the cloth. She glanced around constantly, fearful of someone passing by and seeing her. She was relieved when Paula approved her work and closed the blinds, moving her out into the hallway and then the rear of the living room, encouraging her along with the occasional smack to her bottom.
When they went to the final window downstairs, the multi-paned kitchen window, Paula took a wooden spoon from the utensil rack. Taking the bottle from her, she sprayed a squirt of liquid to each small pane of glass. “I want you to carefully clean each one,” she said, reaching around to pat the wooden spoon against Megan’s tensed buttocks. “Every ten seconds, I’m going to give you a smack, to remind you that you’re being punished.” Megan pouted and nodded her head.
Turning to the window, she stretched up on her tiptoes, reaching up to do the higher panes first. She polished quickly, hoping to get as few smacks as possible. Moving on to the second pane, she yelped as the first smack stung her upper thigh. Reaching back, she rubbed it. Another swat landed immediately on her butt. Megan screeched and moved her hand, to try to ease the sting.
Paula grasped her wrists and pulled them in front of her. “If you reach back to rub again, I’ll have to take you over my knee and give you a proper spanking. I’m sure you don’t want that.” Megan shook her head.
“When the boys return, they’re going to inspect the windows. If they’re not sparkling, you’ll be spanked before cleaning them again.
“Now let’s get these done before they return,” she said, steering Megan back toward the window. She quickly started to work on polishing each pane, taking a sharp intake of breath each time the spoon swatted her ass and upper thighs. She noticed the smacks were not as sharp, but her butt was so sore they still hurt. She guessed Paula thought she was being kind, hitting her thighs, but the sting was worse on the more tender flesh. She also suspected Paula was counting slowly, as a lot of time seemed to pass between some spanks, but she certainly was not going to complain about that. Finally, she polished the last pane and stepped back.
Megan stood aside as Paula examined the window, pointing out little marks and watching over her as she corrected her errors. “I’m afraid each mistake will earn you one smack, but I’ll give you them all at once, when it’s spotless,” she said, as Megan polished frantically to remove the imperfections. She was grateful that Paula put the spoon down before bending her over the sink. She was even more thankful when the older woman used her hand to deliver the eight medium-strength smacks, four to each sit spot. Just as Megan rose, the front door opened and Dr. Wilkie and his brother returned, raving on about how fantastic his new car was. Paula rolled her eyes and Megan grinned.
“Right, let’s see how she’s done,” Adam said, striding across the kitchen. “You check the windows and I’ll check her bottom,” he added, grasping Megan’s wrist and guiding her to the middle of the kitchen. “Bend down and touch your toes,” he instructed. She immediately obeyed. His hand rested against her lower back, the other hand caressing her butt and upper thighs.
“She did a good job,” Paula interrupted. “She worked hard and I had to give her very few extras. I really don’t think you need to give her anymore.”
“Hmm, I tend to agree with you,” Adam said, his large hand rubbing Megan’s buttocks. “Good girl, you can stand up now,” he said. Megan gratefully rose, letting out a deep sigh of relief. She felt certain Adam would not have missed the opportunity to punish her once more. Grasping her chin in his hand, he stared into her eyes. “Simon wants us to make ourselves scarce now, so the rest of your punishment can be carried out in private. I’m inclined to agree you’ve learned your lesson and will think twice before behaving like a naughty child.”
“Yes, sir, I will,” Megan said.
“I’ll see you out,” Dr. Wilkie said, offering Megan a small smile before guiding his guests to the front door. He returned a few minutes later, scooping her up into his arms and carrying her to the sofa, where he held her and rocked her gently, covering her face with soft kisses. “You’ve done so well. I’m very proud of you.” Megan smiled, resting her head against his chest and clinging to him.
“Let’s go upstairs and finish the windows, then I’m going to fuck you like our lives depend on it.”
Sitting up, Megan grinned. Even if he smacked her while she cleaned the windows, she didn’t care. The end was in sight, and the thought of spending the rest of the afternoon in his bed thrilled her. Climbing up from his lap, she went to the kitchen and retrieved the window cleaning spray and cloth, shuddering with anticipation as he guided her up the stairs.
Chapter Ten
“Let’s start with the bathroom,” Dr. Wilkie suggested, guiding Megan in and perching himself on the edge of the bathtub. She cleaned the window twice, making sure he had no reason to spank her again. When she stepped back to allow him to inspect the window, she smiled with relief when he gave her the thumbs-up and moved her to the guest room.
Glancing at the bed, she grinned when she saw the covers strewn all over. She picked up a pillow from the floor and placed it on the bed. Dr. Wilkie shook his head and laughed.
Steering her toward the window, Dr. Wilkie stood to the side of her and watched closely as she scrubbed at the pane of glass. “I love how your breasts bounce up and down as you clean,” he added, reaching out to tweak her nipple. Gasping, Megan tipped her head back, groaning when he turned her to face him and pinched her other nipple between his teeth.
When he released her, she reached out to stroke his cheek. “Take me to bed, please,” she begged. “Maybe we won’t bother with the bed,” he repli
ed, standing behind her and wrapping his arms around her waist. “Perhaps I should just take you here, while you clean the window,” he said, his erection pressing against her behind. Bending over, Megan braced her hands on the windowsill, yelping when he stepped back and gave her ass a sharp spank. He then gripped her elbow and guided her through to his own bedroom.
“Almost finished,” he said, steering her over to the large window, which overlooked his front garden. She sprayed the glass and started to clean, but was distracted by his hands fondling her buttocks as soft kisses covered her back. “Dr. Wilkie,” she purred. His arms wrapped around her, pinching her nipples. “Simon,” he corrected her, kissing her neck. “Oh, Simon,” she said, dropping her cloth and turning to face him, her lips moulded against his as they kissed passionately.
“You don’t appear to be cleaning the window,” he said, pulling away from her kiss and swatting her bottom. “I think you need a bit of incentive.” Taking her by the hand, he guided her toward his bed, slapping her backside as they moved. She winced, as some of the smacks really stung.
Megan gasped when he sat down on his bed and pulled her across his lap. “No,” she squealed. “Please, don’t spank me again,” but her protests ceased when he held her firmly in position and landed gentle smacks on her bottom, followed by lots of rubbing. “Are you sure you want me to stop?” he asked teasingly. “No, please don’t stop,” she answered, sighing deeply when his hand slipped between her legs. She parted her thighs wide, arching her back as his expert fingers brought her close to orgasm, but she was dismayed when he suddenly stopped and gave her ass a firm smack.
“If you went to the punishment clinic, you would have been given a full medical examination. I want you to fully understand what a day at the clinic would have been like, so we’re going to continue with your lesson,” he said, dipping his finger into her pussy and then using her natural lubrication to slip a finger into her ass. Megan closed her eyes and groaned.
“Stand up,” he said, slipping his finger out of her ass and giving it a light slap. She rose unsteadily, licking her lips in anticipation as she watched him open his doctor’s bag and put on a pair of latex gloves. “I’m going to take your temperature rectally,” he said. Her eyes widened when he held out the thermometer and smeared lubricant over the end of it, before lubricating his fingers.
“Back over my lap,” he said, sitting on the bed. Megan smiled, lowering herself into position and spreading her legs. She gasped as his fingers probed her ass, thrusting in and out of her several times. “Now for the thermometer,” he told her, sliding the rigid object in and kneading her buttocks as he waited for her temperature to register.
“Oh, such a bad girl,” he said, his husky voice increasing her arousal. Grasping the end of the thermometer, he slid it in and out, slapping her behind when she thrust it out toward him, desperate to be touched.
“Your temperature’s normal,” he said, when he slipped the thermometer out. Her eyes widened when the doctor pushed two fingers into her pussy, jabbing them in and out of her several times. She groaned, balling her hands into fists, as he added another finger. “Oh, your pussy’s positively dripping,” he pointed out, pushing his fingers deeper. “Are you enjoying your examination?” he asked.
“Yes,” she murmured, panting as his fingers continued to plunge in and out of her slick tunnel.
“Now for your rectal examination,” he told her, slipping his fingers out of her pussy and using her natural lubrication to ease into her anus, probing deeply. She bucked against his lap, groaning. “Oh, please, I need to come,” she said, whimpering when he withdrew from her and gave her upturned butt a few sharp smacks with his open palm.
“Up on the bed, lie on your back,” he instructed, gripping her arms to steady her as she stood quickly, almost losing her balance in her eagerness to get into his bed.
“It’s time for your breast examination now,” he said, straddling across her. The rough material of his trousers rubbed against her, his rigid cock straining against the crotch and pressing into her. She tipped her pelvis up, desperate for him to enter her, but he lowered his upper body to hers, taking one breast in his mouth, while he kneaded the other in his hand.
“Please, fuck me,” she begged, bucking her hips beneath him. “Take me now, before I lose my mind.” She let out a whimper as he sucked her nipple hard, before switching to the other breast, teasing her with his tongue, tracing it around her nipple before starting to nibble on it.
“Oh, Simon, have mercy, please,” she wailed, gyrating her hips, delighting in the sensation of rubbing herself against the coarse fabric covering his bulging erection.
“The doctors at the punishment clinic would finish off your sentence with a thorough fucking,” he said, easing away from her. The words sent shivers down her spine and she gazed up at him, licking her lips and running her hands over her breasts. She wanted him desperately. “Please, fuck me hard,” she said.
She watched as he dropped his trousers to the floor, then rolled a condom onto his erect cock, which poked out through the fly of his boxer shorts. Her body trembled and she licked her lips in anticipation as she watched him sheathe his long, thick member.
Bending at the knees, Megan spread her legs wide and stared into his eyes as he crawled slowly up the bed toward her, still wearing his white shirt. Pressing his hands against the back of her knees, he pushed her legs toward her upper body, lifting her ass from the bed. His cock nudged against her front entrance. He then slowly eased into her, with small thrusts, until he was buried to the hilt. Slowly making love to her, he withdrew completely before sliding back in. Megan groaned with desire, rising up to meet his thrusts, taking him as deep as possible.
“Such a dirty little girl,” he scolded, leaning toward her, his chest pressing against her as his mouth clamped down on hers. She wrapped her legs around him, grasping his hair in both hands. His hips rocked back and forth, gaining momentum as he started to roughly pound into her.
“I ought to bend you over and fuck your tight little asshole,” he said, thrusting harder into her. He continued to ride her hard, nipping her lower lip with his teeth. She shuddered, tipping her head back, her breathing quickening as he trailed kisses over her neck.
“Oh, you’re so naughty. This is supposed to be a punishment,” he reminded her, pulling his cock all the way out before re-entering her in one firm thrust. She let out a purr of pleasure.
“I should take you across my knee and spank your bottom,” he said, but his words aroused her beyond belief and she cried out, her hips rising as her pussy contracted around his cock. Closing her eyes, she imagined his hand cracking down on her behind, and was surprised when her orgasm intensified. She felt his body stiffen, his lips pressed against hers as their lustful groans intermingled. Collapsing against her, his cock twitched as her pulsating pussy milked him dry.
“I don’t ever want to get out of your bed,” she told him, trembling as he rolled off, lay beside her, and leaned across to kiss her lips softly. When he took her nipple in his mouth, biting down on the tender bud, she arched her back and groaned, her thighs wet with her desire.
Exhausted, she allowed him to roll her onto her front, lifting her hips when instructed, so he could push a large bolster cushion under her. Kneeling behind her, he fondled her buttocks, pulling them apart and tonguing her anus. She reached back, grasping her cheeks and holding them open to him, whimpering with pleasure as fingers probed her pussy and pinched her clit, while his tongue delved deeper into her ass. It felt divine and she slumped forward, eyes closed as she enjoyed the sensations of such a deliciously dirty experience, but all too soon it ended as his tongue withdrew.
“Reach forward and grasp the headboard,” he told her, getting up from the bed and walking across the room. Glancing over her shoulder, she looked at him with pleading eyes. Turning to face her, he flashed her a warm smile. “Oh, I’m nowhere near finished with you yet,” he said.
Opening his wardrobe, he selected
two ties, one red and the other blue paisley, his eyes never leaving her as he walked back to the bed. Grasping her hand, he pulled it toward the headboard, securing her wrist to the ornate metal bars with the red silk tie. Without being asked, she reached out her left hand and clutched the other side, letting out a deep breath as he fastened her other wrist in place. Pretending to struggle, she tested her bonds and was pleased to find she was going nowhere.
“Right, young lady,” he said, climbing back onto the bed, settling behind her and fingering her anus. “Sometimes naughty girls in the punishment clinic are restrained, so they can’t interfere with their deserved chastisement. As you’re an exceptionally bad girl,” he scolded, slapping her ass, “I’ve decided to tie you up and fuck you again.”
“Oh, yes, please, sir,” she groaned, pushing her ass out toward him. A dozen slaps stung her sit spots, but she continued to thrust her butt toward his hand, welcoming the pain, which heightened her arousal. “I’m sorry I’ve been so naughty, sir.”
“Oh, you have,” he said, his voice thick with desire as he grasped her cheeks and pulled them apart. “And such a naughty girl deserves the ultimate punishment.”
“Oh, yes, sir,” she agreed, gasping and dropping her head forward when his cock nudged against her anus. “I’ve been a bad girl. Punish me, sir.”
“I intend to.” he said. “Your spankings were less harsh than they would have been at the punishment clinic.” He slapped her butt hard, as the end of his cock nestled in her tight opening. Megan very much doubted his claim, but said nothing. “So I’ve decided you’re going to get my cock in your ass, to ensure you properly learn your lesson.”
“Yes, sir,” she said, dropping her head forward and biting into the pillow.
“Naughty girls who misbehave are punished hard,” he scolded. Megan grunted into the pillow as he pushed into her, stretching her tight bottom hole wide.
“Oh, sir,” she yelled, throwing her head back. “Fuck me hard, please.”
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