THE SPECIAL ROOM

BY ZOOL

I stand in the doorway of the room, the special room, the room we have set aside for your punishment when you have been naughty, and you have been very naughty, very naughty indeed!

I see you standing there, with your back to the door, facing the chair, the special chair, the chair that we use for your punishment when you have been naughty, and you have been naughty, very naughty!

You know what is going to happen, so you have prepared for it, your jeans, socks, and trainers have been taken off and neatly put to one side in a little pile, you stand there dressed only in a little, sleeveless top and a pair of tiny, white knickers. You are trembling in fear and antici…….....pation!

I enter the room, you hear me approach and your body stiffens, I gaze upon you from behind, your slim form, your pert, tight, round little bum. I step right up behind you, so close we are touching and I put my hands on your bare shoulders, you jump at my touch, but you do not turn around, you dare not!

“You have been a very naughty little girl today haven’t you Baby Doll?” I say in my deep, stern voice as my big, strong hands grip your shoulders tightly.

“Y yes” you manage to squeak out a reply, your whole, little body is trembling now, terrified at the harsh punishment which must, surely be coming, I stroke my hands around the soft skin of your shoulders.

“What happens to bad, little girls who are naughty?” I ask, as I move my hand up over your neck and up to your face, wiping away a tear that has trickled down.

“Th they g get p punished” you reply, your voice barely audible, your hands are now gripping the fabric of your tiny top, twisting the thin cloth around your little fingers, “P Please I …… “

“SILENCE!” I bark and you nearly jump out of your skin! I move around and stand in front of you, I put my hand under your chin and lift your little face up to look at me, tears roll down your cheeks, your little, lower lip is trembling as you stand there sniffing. “What kind of punishment do I give to bad, little girls who are naughty?” I ask as I stare, deep into your frightened eyes!

“Y you s s spank them” You say, tugging at your little top even harder, your eyes, wide with fear as I gaze into them. I take my hand away from your face and sit down in front of you, in the special chair.

“How do I spank, naughty, little girls?” I ask, staring straight into your face as you begin to sob now, as you dread the punishment that is to come!

“Y you s spank them v very hard!” comes your reply, I sit a moment and watch the little tears, trickling down the soft, smooth skin of your face.

“Where do I spank, naughty, little girls?” I can almost taste your fear now, almost taste the moment as it approaches.

“O on th their b b bottom” you stammer, the moment is close now, you cannot stand still, you fidget, play with the thin material of your top, screw your little feet against the carpet, you drop your gaze!

“LOOK AT ME!” I bark, you jump again, your fear increases, you have angered me now, your punishment is going to be hard! “Come closer to me!” You shuffle closer, I move my legs apart and beckon to you with one finger, “Closer still!” You shuffle closer until your little knees, your little, trembling knees touch the very edge of the chair and you are standing between my legs. Like lightening I reach out and grab you behind the head, pulling your little body close to me, pulling your little face close to mine. “And how are the bottoms of naughty, little girls prepared for punishment?”

“Th they are, are b b bare” you squeak out, tears are flowing fast and hard now and you are no longer sniffing but sobbing, crying like a baby, and I haven’t even touched you little backside yet! “Please, please d don’t….”

“BE QUIET!” I yell and your knees buckle in fright! “That’s right little one, naughty little girls are punished by being spanked very hard on their bare backsides, on their naked little rumps, AREN’T THEY!”

“ Y y y yes” you stammer, as your eyes, wide with fear look straight into mine, your face inches from my face, your shaking body pressed against mine. I release you and stand you in front of me again.

“You know what you must do then don’t you?” I say and point to your little hips, point to the tiny pair of crisp, white knickers you are wearing.

“Y yes” you reply and you put your tiny, little fingers into the top band of your little knickers and slowly, ever so slowly begin to pull them down, “P please don’t make me…..”

“DO IT GIRL!” I yell, you yank your little knickers down to your ankles, step out of them and stand up again, naked from the waist down! “Now come here” you shuffle towards me, I grab your waist, twist you to one side and force you down over my left knee, I grab your wrists in my left hand and pull your arms forwards, away from your body, holding you down, my right leg closes behind your legs trapping you there, trapping you as you lie across my left knee with your bare, pert, round rump sticking up, ripe for punishment. I place my hand on your naked backside, stroking the soft skin, squeezing each buttock, I move my hand down to the creases between your buttocks and the top of your legs, stroking them from side to side. “As you have been very, very naughty I am going to be very, very hard on you, I am going to spank you here, where it really, really hurts!

“Noooooooo” you wail and squirm, “No, no, no, no, no, please, please, please not there, not there!” Too late! I have already raised my hand and I bring it down, fast and hard CRACK! Across the left crease! You scream and twist and writhe but I have you held fast! CRACK! Comes another blow across the right crease, you shriek in pain and tears roll, freely down your red face! WHACK! Left crease! WHACK! Right crease! Over and over my hand comes down on the glowing pink skin below your naked, quivering little rump as you twist and turn and try to escape! WHACK! CRACK! SMACK! THWACK! CRACK! SMACK!

A dozen, hard, stinging wallops land on your naked rear before I stop. Your little body is shaking, racked with sobs as you cry and cry and cry.

I release my hold on you and let you stand up, your hands move around to rub the stinging away from your hot, burning rear! I look at your trembling little body, your top has been pushed up as you squirmed, pushed up around your armpits and you stand in front of me now naked from the chest down. Your chest and belly heaving as you gasp for breath, as you sob and cry, your rump still stinging from the spanking! “Dress yourself and get out!” I say, “Dress yourself and get out of here before I spank you some more for showing yourself off like that!”

You pull on your knickers, pick up the rest of your clothes and fly from the room, still wailing and crying as I remain seated, in the special chair, in the special room that we have set aside for your punishment!