The Facility

The Facility (F/F, F/M, D/s, BD, Spanking, Humiliation, Consensual) by spankmehard1984 ============================================================================

The Facility Chapter 1

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For as long as I could remember, I had always wanted to visit a strong woman who would put me over her knee and give me a long, hard, thorough spanking. I tried to repress these feelings, but this made me miserable. I looked for clues in very person I met, hoping, they would have this shared desire of mine, but I felt totally alone and isolated, like a freak. I caught a lucky break when a new business opened in my town, The Facility. The Facility was an adult discipline center, not a prison, but a place where adults could go to be given a spanking and explore the other side of sex. As the owners expected, there was controversy around them wanting to open their business in our town. People weren't upset about the idea of having and adult spanking center in the town, it was the idea kids walking by might see naked people or adults they know with red bottoms. The owners reassured the worried town officials, it would be impossible for someone on the street to see the adults on the inside, as the spankings and discipline would take place further inside the building. So, The Facility was opened. The grand opening was a huge success, with all appointments booked at The Facility booked for months. I was tormented, I wanted to go to The Facility,

but I didn't want to wait months for my appointment. I was worried I would

cancel at the last moment, chicken out, if you will. After weeks of mental

debate, I decided to call. "The Facility, this is Cassandra, how may I help you." My mouth went dry, throat closed up. "ummmm...hi, I would like to..." My voice failing me. "Oh sweetie, calm down. Take a breath." I took a deep breath. "Good, now, given how nervous you are, you are probably calling to schedule your first appointment." "Yes, but I don't want to wait months. I am worried; I will chicken out at the last moment." "Yes, cancellations were an issue for us at first. Then we implemented a no refund policy on cancellations. This seems to have cleared up most of the cancellations. Of course, they still happen." I could hear Cassandra typing on the computer, no doubt looking at the schedule. It dawned on me; I was making an appointment for my bottom to be blistered. "Your name?" Cassandra asked. "Tim" "And would this be your first ever spanking, Tim?" "Yes, my bottom has never been spanked...ever. Not even growing up by my parents." "We have had many first time spankees, visit us Tim. We offer both male and female spankers. Which would you prefer?" "Female, please." I heard more typing. It felt like when you are at the airport and the lady behind the counter asks you how many bags you have and she types for the next half hour. Finally, Cassandra spoke. "Well Tim, you are in luck. We have been so busy here at The Facility, we had to hire more spankers. A female spanker, one of our new hires, has unscheduled time tomorrow morning. 9 AM, but you need to be here at 8:30 for paperwork. Does this work?" I couldn't believe my luck, instead of waiting months, I could have an appointment in a few hours! "Paperwork? How much paperwork can there be to spank me?" I felt my face turn red. I couldn't believe I just said what I did. "Tim" Her voice was stern, commanding. "We need to ensure you are over 18 as we have had teenagers attempt to sneak in the past. You need to fill out

what exactly you want done to you and you need to fill out all the consent

forms. Shall I schedule your appointment?" "Yes, please." "Very good. Your appointment will be with Kate at 9. Be here at 8:30 to fill out the paperwork." She hung up before I could say anything else. The rest of the day, I was nervous. I could hardly eat. I kept running my hands over my pale bottom wondering what I just signed up for. Well, if I didn't like it, I am sure I could manage to survive one spanking. Heck, people have been spanked for thousands of years and turned out just fine. I was so busy rationalizing my decision, I didn't notice my phone ring, or text alerts. I was lost in my own world. That night I hardly slept. The next morning, I couldn't eat breakfast, but managed to force some coffee down. I felt the hot liquid flow through my body and it seemed to give me the kick I desperately needed. After pacing around my apartment, I decided to leave to go to The Facility. I arrived at 8:20. I stood outside the door for what seemed like forever, but I took a deep breath and opened the door and walked in... What a disappointment! It looked like a doctor's office waiting room. There was a receptionist sitting behind a desk, chairs, coffee table with magazines and some terrible elevator music filled the waiting area. I walked up to the receptionist. "Hi, I have an appointment at 9 with Kate, my name is Tim." The tiny brunette looked up and smiled. "Hi Tim" I noticed her name tag said Cassandra. The lady I spoke with the day before. "Please fill out these papers. Also I will need your driver's license." She handed me a clipboard filled with papers and a pen. I handed her my driver's license and she ran it along some scanner as if it were a credit card. A moment later, the machine flashed a green light. "Very good. Your ID is legit. Now, please fill out the papers. If you have any questions, please let me know." I tried to manage some response, but all I could do was nod my head. I was feeling better until I saw the stack of papers. I sat down nervously in the waiting room. It was then I noticed I wasn't the only one in the waiting room. There was a woman, probably about 35, with black hair and with a few hairs turning grey, her hair pulled back in a pony tail. She had blue eyes, which seemed to make her eyes stand out against her black hair. She wore a pencil skirt and button down shirt; it seemed to accentuate the curves of her body. She looked very worried, as she kept shifting her weight and subtly rubbing her bottom. The other person in the waiting room as what looked like a college student; he wore a hoodie which said State College on it and jeans. He had blonde shaggy hair. He had an aloofness about him. I shook my head, in an attempt to focus. The first page of the paper work was the typical, name, address, birthday, height, weight. This isn't so bad, I thought. The next page is when things got more interesting. There were questions about spanking, if I was spanked as a kid, how long I had wanted to be spanked, implements I wanted used on me. The implement question listed various implements, brush, strap, belt, cane, flogger, and paddle. Even though I had never been spanked, I was familiar with each implement from watching spanking videos on line. I wanted to feel each one, so I checked each box. I flipped the page, more questions. This time it was regarding WHY I wanted to be spanked. They wanted to know if I had done something wrong to earn this punishment. My mind was blank. Suddenly, the door to the next part of The Facility opened. A young woman, with long brown hair appeared in the doorway. "Joey?" The aloof looking college kid got up and swaggered to the door. The young woman and a small smile on her face, like she knew this young man was going to be a challenge and was looking forward to seeing him squirm. "Right this way, Joey..." She continued to talk to him, but the door shut before I could hear the rest. The lady in the business clothes and I exchanged glances. Knowing she would be called next since I was still working on the paperwork. After a moment, I went back to the paper work. I didn't do anything wrong to get spanked, it was purely sexual for me. Finally, at the bottom of the page there was the question regarding sexual release. YES! The thought of being spanked was a huge turn on for me. I had masturbated countless times to the thought of being put over a woman's knee and spanked. I stopped writing for a second, I couldn't believe what I just wrote, and it was as if something else possessed me. Finally, done with the paper work, I returned it to Cassandra at the reception desk. She gave me a small smile and starting to input my answers into the computer. I nervously sat down, and the thought popped into

my head. This would be the last time I was sitting comfortably for some time. After what seemed like an eternity, the clock showed 9AM. The door opened. The same lady as before appeared again. She must be the one who takes you to the spanking room perhaps. "Tim and Katarina." We both glanced at each other with a sense of dread. Were we going to be spanked together? I was confused, nervous, excited all at the same time. We followed lady with long brown hair; she didn't wear a name tag so I didn't know her name. She escorted us to a door that said Changing Room. "Please go inside, remove all your clothes. Place your clothes in the locker and then go through the door marked Spanking Waiting Area. Do you have any questions? "Umm...th..th..there is only one changing room? For guys and girls?" I said. The lady with the long brown hair laughed. "Yes, we have found forced nudity in front of the other sex can be a great punishment." Katarina opened the door and we walked in. The changing room was nothing more than a small locker room, like you would expect at the gym. There were 6 lockers on each side of the room for a total of 12 lockers and a bench to sit on, if you still could, to help you change. I nervously unbuttoned my pants and unbutton my shirt. Soon I was standing in only my blue boxers. I noticed Katarina was down to her bra and panties. They were matching in color, black. They hugged her body wonderfully. I heard another door open and it woke me from my trance of Katarina's older, but still very attractive body. I slipped my boxers down and I stood in the Changing Room naked as the day I was born. I closed the door to the locker holding my clothes when I saw her. It was one of my friends, Vanessa. She was my age, with medium size breasts, hour glass figure, hazel eyes and brown hair that went down to her

shoulder blades. She had tears still running down her face, making her makeup run. When she saw me, we both jumped. "Vanessa?" "Tim?" "Vanessa, what are you doing here?" "I just got caned." She turned and bent slightly, showing me her full, but not large bottom. It had 6 cane marks across her bottom. The marks were deep red with a slight shade of purple on some. It would be hard for her to sit for some time. I was speechless, I had often wondered what she looked like naked and with a spanked bottom and here she was! "Are you going in or coming out" She asked. "Going in, my first time..." my voice trailing off. Wiping the remaining tears from her face, "I'm sure you have earned it." She said with a sly smile. "I better get going. I don't want to be late." I said "Good luck!" Katarina had left the Changing Room and I walked over to the door that said Spanking Waiting Room. With a deep breath, I opened the door and walked in. I saw Katarina, she was tied to a chair at her wrists and ankles. Everything was on display. Then I noticed each chair had those ties, so it was impossible to cover anything up. I felt a sense of dread wash over me. Before I could move, a blonde lady with brown eyes grabbed me by my arm. She took me to a seat directly across from Katarina and bound me to the chair. "You will wait here until Kate is ready for you." The blonde lady said curtly. I looked around the room and saw another door...Spanking Rooms. I gulped. I knew what lay on the other side of the door. Suddenly it opened. A maternal looking lady walked through pulling a naked Joey by his arm. As the maternal looking lady brought him into the room, Joey's freshly spanked bottom was on full display. I have never seen a bottom so red; there were clear belt

marks and cane lines. The lady brought Joey to the center of the room where there was a small scaffold. She told him to stand there with his hands on his head to finish his punishment. She hung a sign around his neck which read, "Spanked for being lazy at college." Katarina and I both pulled on our bonds at the sight of Joey's bottom, knowing we would be next. As the maternal looking lady was leaving, an older father figure looking man walked through the door. He scanned the room. "I see my naughty daughter, Katarina, is back for more spanking." "Yes Sir, I'm sorry Sir. I tried to be good." she said, her eyes downcast "I'm sure you did, but you know the only way you learn is through a proper spanking." With that, he had untied her bonds and led her by the wrist through the door for her to receive her spanking. Shortly after Katarina left to receive her spanking, the door opened again. "Hello Tim, I'm Kate." She said. She had short brown hair which hugged her face. She was dressed in a black skirt and black tank top. She quickly undid my bonds and grabbed my head. She looked me in the eye and said, "I am going to take you to my room and spank you cause you have been a naughty boy." She led me through the Spanking Rooms door and soon the sound of naked flesh being spanked filled the air. I could hear Katarina, begging, pleading, promising to be a good girl, as her `father' scolded and spanked her. Kate sighed. "Katarina is one of our best customers. She needs a weekly spanking otherwise her attitude is terrible. We have found that she needs a strong male figure to tan her backside once a week. Here we are." Kate opened the door and inside was her room of discipline. There was a small table, small bed, and chair and on the walls was just about every spanking implement one could think of. I was immediately filled with dread. "Tim, relax, not all of those will be used on you...yet. We have found that each room needs to be fully equipped so we don't break up the scene and more than one person can use the same implement at the same time. Now stand in the middle of the room, with your hands on your head, legs shoulder width apart. I want a good look at you." I did as I was told. I never felt more exposed in my life. She paced around me, her eyes going up and down. "You will address me as Miss Kate. Clear?" "Yes Miss Kate." "Very good" She said smiling. She sat down in the chair and looked over my file. I stood there, naked, hands on head, as she read through my answers from the paperwork like I wasn't even there. "Very interesting Tim. Never been spanked and yet, it is highly sexual for you. I think you have waited long enough, let's get you your first of many spankings." She moved the chair away from the desk and put a hairbrush on the table, well within arm's reach. "Tim, ask me nicely to put you over my knee and spank you." "Mmm..Mmmisss Kate, spank me." "Tsk tsk tsk, I said nicely." She leaned forward and her chair and swatted my unprotected bottom. I winced and jumped at the shock. It stung, more than I expected. "Miss Kate, please put me over your knee and spank me." A huge grin appeared on her face, apparently, she really enjoyed her job. "With pleasure." Before I knew what was happening, I was over her knee, my hands holding on to the legs of the chair. I could feel her hand rubbing my bottom. "Tim, you mean to tell me this is your very first spanking? That no one has ever spanked this naughty bottom? You are to remain in position and do not try to cover your bottom or you will get extra punishment." "Yes Miss Kate." I had barely answered her when the first blow of her hand landed on my right butt cheek. I swear the sound echoed though the whole room, if not the whole building. Before I was recovered from the first blow, she landed a swat on the left cheek, just as hard. I groaned a mixture of pain and pleasure. Feeling at last, getting what I had so long craved. Miss Kate continued to spank my bottom, alternating cheeks and landing a few spanks on my sit spot and tops of my thighs. I squirmed under each blow. My eyes closed tight as the rain of spanks continued on my naked bottom, a slow burn started to form in my pink bottom. After several minutes of getting spanked my Miss Kate's iron hand, she stopped. My bottom felt like it was on fire. I had thought I was done with my spanking, then I felt something small and wooden tap my tender bottom. My eyes widen. "Miss Kate, what is that?" "This" SWAT I nearly jumped off her lap from the blow. "is a wooden hairbrush. I use it to correct the behavior of naughty boys." SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT I cried out in pain with every blow. I tried to put my hand back, instinctively, to protect my bottom. But Miss Kate pinned my arm to my back. "Tim, that will cost you extra punishment. You were told to stay in position." "I'm sorry, Miss Kate, it just hurts so much." "Spankings should hurt otherwise they are not effective." Right when she finished that statement, a fresh round of spanks crashed down on to my crimson bottom. My legs kicked in vain as I was pinned to her lap, with nothing to do but accept my punishment, the punishment I was yearned for. Miss Kate was very thorough with her brush; she covered every inch of my bottom several times, as well as my thighs. When she was satisfied with her work, she put the brush down and told me to go back to my standing position and to not rub my bottom. I stood there, legs shaking, bottom on fire, hands on head. "Please Miss Kate, may I rub my bottom?" "No, you may not. And for as much pain your bottom is, I see you are still very excited." I looked down and my erection which I had since the Changing Room when I saw my friend, Vanessa's caned bottom, was still very much around. "You said spankings were sexual for you, guess you weren't lying." She said, her eyes fixated on my hard cock. "Yes Miss Kate." "As a first timer, I am not allowed to touch you sexually, yet. However, I can still help you. Get on the bed." I gingerly laid down to on the bed, my face grimacing in pain when my thoroughly spanked bottom touch the bed. "Stroke your cock. Such a naughty boy, getting all excited from your spanking. I will put you over my knee and spank you anytime you need it, cause Little Timmy needs lots of spankings." She scolded me as I jerked off for her. It didn't take long before long streams of cum were shooting from my cock. "Nice load, Tim. But your punishment isn't over." Miss Kate said as she took me by my hand. She led me back to the spanking waiting area, as my cock bobbed as it dripped cum. Miss Kate opened the door and I saw Katarina standing on the small scaffold where we saw Joey earlier. Her bottom was a deep

red, with some clear bruises on her cheeks. It was clear from her face, she had genuine tears during her punishment. The sign around her neck read, " Bad Attitude at home." Miss Kate led me to the scaffold and told me to stand with my hands on my head. She put a sign around my neck "Loves to be spanked." "Stand here until all that cum dries. I'll come and get you at that time." Katarina and I stood there, together in our public humiliation for 20 minutes. At which time we had to thank our spankers for our spanking. We were allowed to get our clothes on and return to the main waiting room. "Tim?" Cassandra said, "If you choose to return to us, things can get much more intense, but you have to come back to find out what that means." I smiled, "Yes, once I recover, I think I might become a frequent visitor." With that I left The Facility and saw Vanessa waiting for me. "So, you like to get spanked as well?" she said, "Wanna grab a cup of coffee and talk?" I smiled, "I don't see why not" And off we went.

The Facility Chapter 2 ============================================================================ ==== I walked with Vanessa to the end of the block to where Blue's Diner was located. It was at the end of the same block which had The Facility. Blue's Diner was your average greasy spoon that somehow survived in 2013 despite the big chain coffee shops. I opened and held the door open for Vanessa; she smiled and looked down as she walked in. I noticed she had redone her makeup, only a keen observer would notice faint traces of the makeup which ran down her face from her caning. I walked up to the hostess; she was your stereotypical looking young, attractive hostess. "Table for two, please" I said, wondering if she knew where we had just come from. "Right this way, please." She said, grabbing two menus. I turned to Vanessa and she followed the hostess and I brought up the rear, my eyes fixated on Vanessa's bottom, knowing it had six cane marks on it. "Will this do?" asked the hostess. "Yes, thank you" said Vanessa. Vanessa was already sliding into the booth by the time she gave the hostess her answer. Vanessa winced in pain as she had to put the full weight of her body on her bottom to sit. I stood, suddenly nervous, realizing, sitting would be painful for several days. "Sit, Tim. The pain from sitting is a wonderful reminder of your spanking."

Vanessa said. I slid into the booth and cringed my face in pain. It felt as if my bottom was still on fire and sitting only intensified the feelings. "You probably have a million questions" said Vanessa. "Well, yes. I guess it is hard to keep secrets from each other now, since we have seen each other naked and knowing we both get spanked." I said, not realizing the waitress had come over to take our order. The waitress of middle aged, smacking gum, slightly overweight and had her hair pulled back into a messy ponytail. "Spanking? You two just come from The Facility?" she asked, with a certain curiosity in her voice. Vanessa and I both stared at each other for a moment. "Yes, is that a problem?" Vanessa asked there was a tone of defiance in her voice. "Problem?! Heck no! Since The Facility opened up our business has sky rocketed. The customers are better behaved and the tips are much better. I wish it opened up years ago. Now, what can I get you two?" the waitress said. Vanessa had an evil looking smile on her face. "Two cups of coffee and two slices of cherry pie, please" she said. "Be right up, hon" said the waitress as she left. "Cherry pie? Really Vanessa? Isn't that a little over the top?" I said "This is a celebration. After all, one of us just had their spanking cherry popped and it wasn't me. Tell me, what got you interested in spanking?" asked Vanessa. "I really don't know. I was never spanked growing up, but I remember every time I heard the word, it would feel as if the word was full electricity. I wanted to know what it felt like. Spanking is a huge turn on for me. What about you? What got you in it? How long have you been going to The Facility? Who spanked you?" I asked, feeling slightly at ease saying the word, spank. "Similar as you. It is a sure fire why to get me turned on. I have better orgasms after a spanking. I have been going to The Facility for a few months. I have been spanked with a hand, brush, belt, paddle, tawse, flogger and cane there. I have been spanked by Carol, the mom looking one, Robert, the dad looking one, but my favorite is the new girl, Kate." Vanessa said. By this point, the waitress had returned with our pie and coffee. "Kate is the one who spanked me as well." I said, feeling my face turn as red as my bottom. "Did you have to do corner time on that damn scaffold? I love and hate that thing. It is great reflection time, but being forced to stand their naked, with that sign around your neck is very humiliating. The humiliation is worse if the waiting room has more guys than girls in it waiting for their spanking." Vanessa said. "Awww...poor Vanessa. Having to stand there all naked with her sexy bottom all red. I had to stand there with cum dripping off my cock and stomach, so don't tell me about humiliation." I said. I could see on her face she was intrigued. "Kate jerked you off?" Vanessa asked. "No, she said since it was my first time she couldn't touch me. I jerked off while she scolded me. She touches you?" I asked. "One of the perks of being a repeat customer. I get a helping hand. She uses a vibrator on me. At least when I do scaffold time, I don't have cum dripping off me." Vanessa said laughing "How often do you go?" I asked. "About once a week, sometimes less. Why?" asked Vanessa. "I was thinking, could we be spanked together? I mean, we both know we both like it. We have seen each other naked; does The Facility offer group spankings?" I asked. Vanessa's mood changed a mixture of interest and dread. "Yes, they do." she said in a barely audible whisper. "Then let's go make an appointment when we are done here. Next week? Unless you think your bottom needs more time to heal?" I said That same look of insolence washed over her face. I bet she could be spanked for a poor attitude. "I'm finished with my pie and coffee. If you are ready to put your money where your mouth is, we can go make your appointment." She said with a rebellious tone in her voice. I threw some money on the table and we made our way out the door. Within a few minutes we were back inside The Facility. Cassandra looked up from behind her desk with a look of surprised. "You two? Back so soon?" Cassandra asked inquisitively. "I was hoping to make another appointment with Miss Kate." I said. "When were you thinking, Tim?" asked Cassandra. "Well, it is for both Vanessa and I to get spanked together by Miss Kate. We are friends and thought it would be fun to share this experience with each other." I said. "Next Tuesday at 10 AM. Does this work?" said a smiling Cassandra. "Yes." Vanessa and I said in unison. "Very good. We will see you then. Before you leave, I need to speak with Tim on a matter." said Cassandra. "Did I do something wrong?" I asked. "Not really wrong, sweetie, just a note I saw in your file that Miss Kate wrote. She said that you weren't well groomed...down there." She said pointing to my crotch. I blushed a deep red. I tried to answer, but nothing came out. "It is a hygiene issue, Tim. If the prevalence of Sexually Transmitted Diseases in our society, and so many naked people around each other, our employees need to make sure you don't have any open sores. So we ask all our clients to be well trimmed, shaved or waxed." stated Cassandra. "I'll make sure he is well groomed for our appointment next week." said Vanessa. With that we were out the door. There was less dread as I waited for my appointment at The Facility than before. I was excited. I was looking forward to seeing Vanessa naked and spanked. I was excited to get spanked and wondering what extra perks I might get as a repeat customer. Vanessa told me she would be at my place a 9 AM to groom me. At exactly 9AM, there was a knock on my door. I opened my apartment door to see a smiling Vanessa. She had bright red lipstick on, mascara, blush, she looked incredible. "Morning, Tim! Ready for your trim?" she asked. "I guess." I said sheepishly. "Good. Now get naked." she said giggling. I reluctantly unzipped my jeans and stepped out of them. I was embarrassed even though she had seen me naked a week before. While I was doing this she pulled an electric trimmer out of her purse. She plugged it in and turned it on. The buzz filled the room. She turned to face me. "Tim? Why do you have a boner?" She asked sounding surprised. "Umm...honest answer?" I asked. "Yes, otherwise I will tell Miss Kate to be harsher with you." She said sternly. "I have feelings for you." I blurted out. She smiled, a soft, gentile, loving smile. She kissed me, leaving me the taste of lipstick. "We will discuss this later, but you need a trim and we need to get going to The Facility." she said. She quickly ran the trimmer around my cock and balls, leaving a small pile of hair on the ground. "There! All done. And if I don't say, you look much sexier, Tim. Now get dressed, we have to hurry. Trust me, you don't want to be late to your appointment at The Facility." she said. We left my apartment and soon arrived at The Facility. We entered the same dull waiting room and saw Cassandra at her desk. "Morning Vanessa, Tim. Tim, please fill out these forms and return them to me." She said. "More forms?!" I said surprised. Cassandra just smiled as she handed me the forms. These forms were unlike the previous ones, these were much more BDSM orientated. Asking me about hard limits, soft limits, things I am curious about. I could feel Vanessa peering over my shoulder as I put a check mark next to each box. I was embarrassed, but for the first time in my life, I was being honest about what I was interested in. When I had finished the forms, I returned them to Cassandra. Before I could sit down again, the same long brown haired lady opened the door. "Tim and Vanessa." She said. We proceeded to follow her down the hallway, back to the Changing Room. I went to open the door. "Wait. Our standard safeword to end any session is Red, but when there is more than one person in the session, things are different. Tim, your safeword is still Red. Vanessa, your safeword is Mississippi. We have found that if each person has their own safeword, it leads to less confusion during your session. Clear?" said the blonde lady. We both nodded in agreement. Once inside, we took lockers next to each other and starting stripping our clothes off. "So Vanessa, you trimmed me, but I don't know how you look down there." I said with a mischievous smile. She was in her bra and panties, red, matching her lipstick. I was already naked. She rolled her eyes and yanked her panties down. Revealing a beautifully smooth pussy. "I got waxed. Just for you." She said, tenderly. "You're beautiful." I whispered, looking right into her eyes. I could see tears well up in her eyes. "Stop. I don't want my makeup running already." She said moving towards the door labeled Spanking Waiting Room. We walked into the Spanking Waiting Room together. There were three people on the scaffold. Two women and one guy. The one woman was blonde, she was sniffling, fighting back tears. The sign on her neck said, "Happy 18th Birthday!" The guy was older, 40. His eyes were downcast. His sign on his neck read, "Over the Hill! Happy 40th!" The last woman was the most alarming. She looked about our age, 28, the sign on her neck said, "Adulteress." She looked totally broken, sobbing loudly. "Her husband caught her in bed with another man." said the blonde with brown eyes, whose job it was to tie us to our chair. "Oh my." said Vanessa. "Yes, he is about to lock her in chastity." said the blonde pointing to the corner. In the corner, sitting was a very upset looking man holding female chastity belt. The blonde took Vanessa by her arm and lead her to an open chair and secured her to it then did the same to me. Like before, we were both totally on display and couldn't cover up. "Since you two are being spanked together, you get this." said the blonde, as she handcuffed us together. My right hand was cuffed to Vanessa's left hand. We looked at each other and tried to smile. I noticed the chain holding the cuffs together, was longer than the typical handcuff, probably about 12 inches of chain between the two cuffs. During this time, the husband of the adulteress got up and started to move towards his cheater wife. "Please, don't..." She begged, sobbing harder. "You have earned this." He said bluntly. He quickly got the chastity belt on her and it was locked. Her sobs reached a new level hysteria when the final lock was locked. "You will be released, when I feel like it, and locked up when I am done using you. This is our new agreement; you agreed to this to avoid a divorce."

He said, holding the key to her chastity belt. All she could do was nod, tears of genuine sorrow running down her face. He took her lovingly by the hand and led her out of the room. Vanessa and I were lost in the drama of the husband and the cheater wife and didn't notice Miss Kate enter the room or that she had attached a leash to the chain of our cuffs. "I see Little Timmy and Naughty Vanessa are back. This time to be spanked together how wonderful." Miss Kate said Vanessa and my head quickly turned and saw Miss Kate, her brown hair still hugging her face. She was in her usual blank tank top and black mini skirt. "I see Little Timmy got a haircut." Miss Kate snickered. I blushed full of embarrassment. "Yes, Miss Kate, I trimmed him for you. I hope it meets your standards." said Vanessa. "Yes, yes it does." chuckled Miss Kate At this point, both our chair bonds were undone and Miss Kate had picked up her leash and pulled on it. We got up from our chairs and headed towards the door labeled, Spanking Rooms. The hall which had the Spanking Rooms was strangely quiet. "You two should have been here a half hour ago. Two birthday spankings and the adulteress so things were very noisy. Would you believe the 18 year old

girl took her spanking better than the 40 year old man?" stated Miss Kate. I was barely listening to what Miss Kate was saying, because I was distracted. As we were walking, Vanessa had extended her fingers and got them interlaced with mine, as if we were holding hands the best we could in our cuffs. I had had feelings for Vanessa for years, and then within week so much has happened. We have seen each other naked, confessed our desire to be spanked, told her I had feelings for her, and now being handcuffed to each other as we were both about to get spanked. It was almost too much. Finally, we reached Miss Kate's Discipline Room. It was identical as before. "I have Naughty Vanessa and Little Timmy to spank." said Miss Kate as she unhooked her leash to our cuffs and then unlocked the handcuffs. "Legs spread shoulder width, hands on head." Miss Kate added. We both complied. Vanessa's medium breasts looked more pronounced with her hands on her head. Her nipples were hard and the intoxicating aroma of her pussy was barely noticeable. While I was distracted by the sight of Vanessa, Miss Kate had moved her spanking chair to the middle of the room. In addition, she laid a wooden paddle, belt and cane on her desk. "I am going to give both of you a hand spanking, followed by 20 with the belt, 25 with the paddle. Vanessa will get 6 with the cane to end her spanking. Tim, since this is your second time, you may opt out of the caning for more belt. However, if you are feeling up to it, you may taste Vanessa's favorite implement as well." Miss Kate said. Vanessa turned very red. I tried to hide my smile, knowing that Vanessa loved the cane. "Tim, you will be hand spanked first. Please ask for your spanking politely." Said Miss Kate. "Miss Kate, please spank my naughty bottom in front of Vanessa." I said. I don't think I had ever been more turned on in my life as; Miss Kate took me by my hand and helped me over her knee. She had Vanessa stand by my head, so if I lifted my head up during my spanking I was looking directly at her waxed pussy. Before I got too comfortable staring at Vanessa's pussy, Miss Kate had started her hand spanking. Her iron hand alternated between each cheek, as she laid the foundation for a thorough spanking. After a few minutes, I started to squirm as her hand continued to rain down on my naked bottom, knowing it was most certainly pink by now. Miss Kate stopped. "Stand up Tim and switch with Vanessa. Remember no rubbing." Miss Kate said. I stood up and felt the burn that one only understands if they have been spanked. I also knew I was in for way more than my first time at The Facility. Vanessa was standing by Miss Kate's lap. "Miss Kate, would you please spank this naughty, naked girl, so she can learn?" asked Vanessa "Of course, Naughty Vanessa." Replied Miss Kate. Miss Kate helped Vanessa over her knee and started to hand spank her. I was standing my Vanessa's head, with my hands on my head. What a sight! I had seen hundreds of spanking videos on line, but it doesn't compare to the real deal. The sound is more exciting. The mixture of pain and pleasure on Vanessa's face was exquisite, and her perfect breasts swayed with each spank. Her bottom quickly turned pink from the diligent spanking of Miss Kate. "Vanessa, stand up next to Tim. I need to inspect your bottoms." Miss Kate said. There we were, friends, naked, spanked, standing next to each other hands on our heads to Miss Kate could feel how hot our bottoms were from her hand spanking. I tried to remain quiet as Miss Kate's hands ran over my pink bottom, but I couldn't. Her hands felt so wonderful. When Miss Kate ran her hands over Vanessa's bottom, Vanessa was much more vocal in her pleasure she was feeling. "Vanessa, since you were spanked second, you may pick what you two will be spanked with next. Twenty strokes with the belt or twenty five strokes with the paddle?" asked Miss Kate. "Paddle, please Miss Kate. Please paddle our naughty bottoms." Vanessa said in the most submissive voice I had ever heard. Miss Kate picked up the wooden paddle and swung it through the air. "You two will face each other, bend and grab the other's arms. This way, when you get spanked, the other will hear their moans in your ear." Miss Kate said. Vanessa and I faced each other. She really was stunning, bare pussy, hard nipples, her hair slightly messy from her hand spanking. We bent toward each other. Her touch sent bolts of lightning through my body. She skin was soft, the way a woman's skin is soft and yet toned. I was totally lost in Vanessa and didn't realize Miss Kate was standing behind me with the wooden paddle. CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK Ten quick blows of the paddle fell on my bottom, several swats landed in the same spot. I groaned and pleaded with Miss Kate that I would be good and begged her to stop. Miss Kate was silent and moved behind Vanessa. I stomped my feet in an effort to get the pain to subside from my bottom. CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK Ten blows of the paddle fell on Vanessa's bottom. She also promised she would be a good girl, if the paddling were to stop. She swayed back and worth, attempting to make the pain go away. Meanwhile, Miss Kate was behind me again. "Please stop, Miss Kate. I promise I'll be good." I begged. "It never ceases to amaze me how quickly spankees promise to be good as soon as their spanking starts." said a rather annoyed Miss Kate. CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK The final 15 swats of the paddle burned into my bottom. I felt tears start to form in my eyes by the final few strokes of the paddle and was very thankful the paddling was done before I started to cry. My bottom burned like never before, but what made it better was Vanessa gently rubbing my arms with her hands. Miss Kate moved behind Vanessa. CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK Vanessa started to cry. The final swats had produced tears; I felt them on my face as our faces were next to each other. "Are these naughty bottoms finally starting to learn to be good?" Asked Miss Kate tersely. "Yes, Miss Kate." We said together. "Good." said Miss Kate as she picked up the leather belt and swished it through the air. "Vanessa, you get the belt first since Tim got the paddle first. You will get all twenty strokes before Tim gets his." Miss Kate said matter of factly. Vanessa nodded her brown hair a complete mess, her tears from the paddle seems to have stopped for the moment. THWACK THWACK THWACK THWACK THWACK THWACK THWACK THWACK THWACK THWACK THWACK THWACK THWACK THWACK THWACK THWACK THWACK THWACK THWACK THWACK Vanessa sobbed with each stroke of the belt as it tore into her paddled bottom. Miss Kate started at the top of Vanessa's bottom and worked slowly all the way down to Vanessa's thighs and then back up again. Miss Kate stroked Vanessa's tear soaked hair from her face. "Are you learning to be good, Naughty Vanessa?" asked Miss Kate sweetly. "Yes, Miss Kate, thank you Miss Kate." sobbed Vanessa. Miss Kate moved behind me, to give my paddled bottom the same treatment Vanessa just received. THWACK THWACK THWACK THWACK THWACK THWACK THWACK THWACK THWACK THWACK THWACK THWACK THWACK THWACK THWACK THWACK THWACK THWACK THWACK THWACK Somewhere between the tenth and fifteenth stroke, I broke down and start to sob. I was making in coherent promises to be good. "You both took your paddling and belting very well. I'm proud of you, you may stand and rub the other's bottom." said Miss Kate. Vanessa and I slowly reached for the other's bottom and gently, affectionately rubbed the pain from the other's bottom. Her bottom felt amazing, it was very hot from her spanking, but it was firm and full, perfect for spanking. Feeling her hand on my sore bottom as extremely exciting, my erection was still very hard and the aroma of Vanessa's pussy was filling the room. "Vanessa, can you take 6 of the cane?" asked Miss Kate. "Yes, Miss Kate, I was very naughty." Replied Vanessa "Very good, Tim, do you want the cane or more of the belt?" asked Miss Kate "I would like to feel the cane Miss Kate." I replied. "Very good. Back in position please." said Miss Kate. We turned to our position as I felt Miss Kate tap the cane on my paddled and belted bottom. SWISH THWACK The cane didn't feel like the paddle or the belt. I was as if a hot branding iron was being used on my bottom. I had no doubt there would be six ridged cane lines on my bottom when my caning was over. SWISH THWACK SWISH THWACK SWISH THWACK SWISH THWACK SWISH THWACK I winced with each stroke and fought back my tears and did my spanking dance as the cane finished my punishment. Miss Kate moved behind Vanessa and tapped the cane on her bottom. SWISH THWACK SWISH THWACK SWISH THWACK SWISH THWACK SWISH THWACK SWISH THWACK Six quick strokes of the cane sent Vanessa into sobs again. After a few minutes, Miss Kate allowed up to stand up and rubs each other's bottom again. "Both of you, on the bed. Tim stroke your cock and Vanessa will rub her pussy. I know both of you are very turned on. With Tim it is obvious and I can smell Vanessa's excitement." said Miss Kate, as she gently stroked my cock. "Miss Kate, would it be possible for me to play with Tim as he plays with me?" pleaded Vanessa. "Yes." said a smiling Miss Kate. We both got on the bed and Vanessa started to jerk my cock and I gently rubbed her pussy. Her slit was slick with her juices and her clit was hard with excitement. With her free hand, she guided a finger into her pussy. Within moments, her hips with bucking and writhing with pleasure and she erupted in an eye rolling in the back of her head orgasm. Vanessa took her pussy soaked hand and rubbed it over my steel hard cock. Her juices felt amazing as she rubbed them into me. She put her head at the nape of my neck and moaned with pleasure she had her hand wrapped around my cock. Soon, my massive load once again shot across my stomach. "I think you too had a really good time, but, your punishment is not over. Scaffold time." said Miss Kate. "Please, not the scaffold." Begged Vanessa. "You know very well, every spanking here ends with scaffold time. There is no way to avoid it." Replied Miss Kate. She handcuffed us back together and led us back to the Spanking Waiting Room. Once back in the room, Miss Kate found two signs, each sign read "Needs to be spanked to orgasm." We stood there, facing each other, hands on head. Cum was dripping off my cock and stomach as we waited for permission to get dressed again. Vanessa stared in my eyes and I into her eyes. It was wonderful and well worth the sore bottom. We heard the Changing Room opened, and a naked Katarina entered and was tied to her chair to await her spanking from Robert, the spanking father figure of The Facility. After what seemed like an eternity, Miss Kate returned. "Tim, Vanessa, if I see you two back here again, your punishment will be much worse. I am very disappointed in the behavior of both of you." scolded Miss Kate. "Yes, Miss Kate, we will be good." we said together. "Good. You two are excused." replied Miss Kate. We got down from the scaffold and headed into the Changing Room. Once inside the Changing Room, Vanessa grabbed my arm, turned me and gave me a deep kiss. "I have feelings for you too, Tim." She said softly and sweetly. "You are one of the most beautiful women I have ever seen. Even with your makeup a mess after a spanking. Let's be boyfriend-girlfriend." I said smiling. "Are you sure?" She said hesitating, wiping what few tears that remained on her face away. "We both have feelings for each other. We are into the same things. If one of us gets out line, we know exactly where to take them. Why not?" I said. "I think we will be their best customers." She said as she kissed me again. "That is a yes?" I asked. "It's a yes. Now let's get dressed so we can go back to my place so we can get undressed again. We need to celebrate." She said.

The Facility Chapter 3 ============================================================================ ==== Vanessa awoke to the buzzing of her alarm clock. She knocked the clock off her nightstand onto the floor. Today was supposed to be a day of fun. Instead, she was going to be alone, again. Her pillow showed the after effects of her sobbing from the night before. Makeup was smeared all over the pillow. She didn't care. She was too numb to care. She and then boyfriend, Greg, had planned on spending the day fucking each other's brains out and having some kinky fun. Vanessa had confessed her interest in the kinkier side of sex. Greg had no interest. He was as vanilla as the ice cream. Things between the Greg and Vanessa started well. They had met through a mutual friend and it seemed they hit it off. Indeed, they had hit it off, except for the bedroom. Greg was as boring as watching paint dry when it came to sex. Vanessa would lay there as Greg would fuck her. Her body was there, but her mind was elsewhere. Often thinking of the porn she watched online to satisfy her true needs. She loved watching girls get dominated, guys get dominated, girls get spanked and guys get spanked. She wasn't exactly sure if she were submissive or dominant. She considered herself a switch. She mediated on all of this while Greg humped her body. She would moan and groan and fake her orgasms right when Greg would finish. Ultimately, she would have to tell him what she really wanted. Vanessa knew what that meant. A fight. Being called a freak or pervert. Then the questions about abuse would come up. She was never abused, she wasn't a freak, and she just wanted safe,

sane, consensual kinky sex. So the day before their day of fucking, Vanessa decided it was time to tell Greg. Sure as shit, she was right about the conversation. Greg recoiled in disgust, called her a freak and then asked about possible abuse. When Greg wasn't satisfied with her answers, as she knew he wouldn't be, he left her. Once again, Vanessa had found a great guy. Good personality, treated her to wonderful dates, but was the very definition of vanilla. The end of the relationship was only a matter of time. She felt like she was stuck in a labyrinth. She felt hopeless she would never find a guy who understood what she really craved in the bedroom. Her biggest fear is should would turn into one of those housewives endlessly masturbating to the trashy novel 50 Shades of Grey. All of this just made her more depressed. The tears which were left on her pillow were not for Greg, they were for her. She was trying to come to the realization she would be forever alone or if she found a good guy, she would have to deny her ultimate desires in the bedroom. So when her alarm woke her up at 8 AM the morning after the break up with Greg, she considered going back to sleep or just watching trashy TV. Jerry Springer always cheered her up. No matter how much her life sucked, at least she wasn't on Jerry Springer. After several minutes of mental debate Vanessa decided she would make some coffee and try to figure out how to move on, if it was possible. She stumbled into the kitchen in her flannel pj pants and a white tank top to make some coffee. "Move on from what? Yeah, sure, Greg was a nice guy, but he couldn't deliver in the sheets. I mean, missionary position EVERY FUCKING TIME! I need a guy who has similar desires as I do," she thought. The smell of the coffee brewing filled her house. The coffee smelled strong and she needed the extra kick it would provide today. While the coffee was brewing, Vanessa turned on her computer. In the past after a break up like this she would go online and watch some good kinky porn. It would make her feel like she wasn't a freak as she would watch women or men in bondage, get spanked and fucked and Vanessa would masturbate for hours as the women or men had orgasm after orgasm forced from their bodies. The problem was she wanted to experience all of what she saw. She wanted to be tied up, spanked, fucked and have orgasms ripped from her body. Other days, she wanted to tie up her latest crush and do the same to him. Porn was a great substitute, but she still wanted the real deal. With the coffee brewed and her computer on, Vanessa decided to check out the news. "Maybe it will distract me long enough to get in the mood to masturbate," she though. She sipped her coffee as she went online to check out the news. She checked out the local news first. The main headline got her interest. It read " New Business Sparks Concern." Vanessa was intrigued and clicked on the story. Her brown eyes quickly read the story, dissecting the information provided. In summary, Robert and Carol were married and wanted to open an adult spanking business called The Facility. Legal aged adults could schedule an appointment with either of them to be spanked for actual punishment or what they called funishment. Funishment they explained was for people who viewed spanking as a fetish. Vanessa felt her pussy tingle with a mixture of curiosity and for a chance for her to live out some of her fantasies. The locals were concerned about kids getting in by accident. Carol and Robert assured the concerned public they would use the same ID checking system used by casinos. The Facility was set to open in a week. The Facility was already booked for the first month. "Booked for a month?! Where are all these kinky people and why can't I meet them," thought Vanessa. She clicked off the story to one of her favorite spanking videos. It always got her horny. It was a spanking video of a naked daughter' caught masturbating by her mom' and spanked. Of course, at the end the spanking, the `daughter' went back to masturbating and had a huge orgasm. It was something Vanessa wanted to experience herself. Be caught rubbing her smooth pussy (she kept it nicely shaved despite Greg claiming it looked funny. She thought it looked sexy as fuck) and spanked. She could feel her panties start to get wet. "I wonder if The Facility could make this fantasy a reality," Vanessa said aloud. She clicked back to the article about The Facility and noticed it mentioned the phone number. She decided she would call. She quickly picked up her phone and dialed before she lost her nerve. "The Facility, this is Cassandra, how can I help you?" said Cassandra. "Hi, I uh...saw the story in the paper and I have a question," said Vanessa. "Ahh, the story in the paper. Been great for business. What's your question hon?" "Say I had specific spanking fantasy I would like to act out. Would The Facility be able help me act it out?" asked Vanessa. "Provided it would fall along our terms of service and does not violate our rules. Yes. Would you like to schedule an appointment?" asked Cassandra. "Yes, please. And I would like Carol to spank me if possible." Vanessa could feel her pussy gushing. She was asking to get spanked by a female. Something she had wanted for years. "Carol's next opening is the 20th at 11AM. What is the nature of your fantasy before I schedule your appointment?" asked Cassandra. "I want to be caught masturbating, spanked and then finish masturbating," said a blushing Vanessa. "You have a very common request. We can do that. Does the 20th at 11AM work?" said Cassandra matter of factly. "Yes." "Very good. Please arrived at 10:30AM to fill out the appropriate paper work," said Cassandra. "I understand," Vanessa said as she hung up the phone. Vanessa's pussy was like a waterfall. She couldn't remember the last time she felt so turned on. Never with any of the guys had she been with. She looked at the calendar, today was the 27th, and the 20th seemed so far away. She hoped she didn't lose her nerve and cancel. "No! You want this. The Facility is booked up; therefore, you aren't a freak. This is what you want. So stop over thinking and just go through with it," she thought. Vanessa smiled. Maybe she would meet a guy at The Facility. "Wishful thinking. Besides, she had more pressing issues to take care of,"

she thought. She stripped off her tank top and her medium sized breasts were exposed. Her nipples were hard. She slipped off her pajama pants, she wasn't wearing panties, and her full hour glass figure was on complete display. She walked back to her bedroom and got on the bed. Spreading her long legs, her hand slipped between her legs. "I haven't been this wet in a weeks," she thought as she started to rub her clit. She closed her eyes and went to her favorite fantasy...being caught masturbating. She could hear herself pleading not to be spanked. Her mind's eye could see the humiliation of being naked and over her `mom's' knee. She could envision the sound of the brush smacking against her naked, full, bottom. Finally, after having a red bottom and the appropriate corner time, she would go back to masturbating. When Vanessa climaxed, she was loud. Her hips writhed up and down. She was panting hard. "That is the best orgasm I had in months," she said aloud smiling. It was then she vowed the next guy she would date would have to be kinky. She had tried vanilla and it wasn't her flavor. "It is going to feel like forever until the 20th of next month," she thought.

The Facility Chapter 4 - The 20th ============================================================================ ==== Vanessa's alarm woke her up at 8AM the day of her appointment. Not that she slept well. For the last month, Vanessa had been a ball of sexual tension. Rubbing her pussy every chance she got. She even bought one of the magic wands in an effort to keep her cravings down until her appointment. It was no use. Each orgasm seemed to make her crave the 20th even more. She got out of bed; she stripped off her usual pajamas and got in the shower. As the water warmed up, she turned and stared at her bottom in the mirror. In a few hours, she bottom was going to be red, sore and possibly bruised in some spots. Soon the mirror was fogged up and this is what awoke her from her trance. She got in the shower, washed her hair and her body. She shaved her pits, legs and pussy. She wanted to be well groomed for her appointment. After her shower, she forced down some breakfast and coffee and was out the door at 10AM. She arrived at The Facility at 10:15AM. She walked in, expected to see naked people, and spanked bottoms. Instead she saw a receptionist desk and a room full of people, waiting for their appointment. Waiting to be spanked. "Oh God. Why didn't I think of what will happen if I run into someone I know? What would they think? What would they say?" she thought. Vanessa sheepishly walked over to the receptionist desk to check in. "Hi, I have an appointment at 11AM," she said in a tiny voice. "Good. I need your ID please," said Cassandra. Vanessa handed Cassandra her ID. Cassandra ran the ID through some credit card looking machine and a light flashed green. "Good, your ID is legit. You have no idea how many teens have tried to sneak in with fake IDs. Please fill out this paper work for your file," said Cassandra handing Vanessa a clipboard full of papers. "My file?" asked Vanessa. "Yes. We have a file on all our clients. This way we can customize your sessions to meet what you want and desire." Vanessa took the clipboard. She looked around the waiting room. Everyone was looking down and she didn't see anyone she recognized. She sighed in relief and found an empty chair in the corner and sat down. "I have to sit in the corner waiting for a spanking. This is more stereotypical than a cheap porno. Who writes that trash anyway?" she thought as she sat down in the chair. She glanced down at the clipboard. The paperwork seemed very ordinary. The first page asked for your name, address and contact information. The second page got more interesting. It asked if you were ever spanked growing up, if you wanted to be spanked for a real misdeed or if this was more sexual for you. There was a question asking you what implements you wanted to try. Vanessa felt her pussy tingle with joy, perhaps, if she couldn't find a guy to fulfill her desires, maybe The Facility could at least help. She quickly wrote down her favorite spanking fantasy and checked all the implements listed, indicating she wanted to try them. At the very bottom of the last page in bold and italic letters said the following statement: THE FACILITY BELIEVES IN SAFE, SANE AND CONSENSUAL EXPLORATION. IF FOR ANY REASON YOUR SESSION BECOMES TOO MUCH FOR YOU, THE AUTOMATIC SAFE WORD TO END ANY SESSION IS

RED. Vanessa signed her name, giving The Facility consent to spank her and possibly in the future to explore more kinky situations. She got up and returned

the forms to Cassandra who smiled politely as she took them. As Vanessa turned from the receptionist's desk, she noticed the room had fewer people in it. They had been called in for their spanking and she didn't even notice. She walked back to her seat in the corner, even though there were several open chairs. She sat and waited. At exactly at 11AM the door to the next part of The Facility opened. A lady with long brown hair appeared in the doorway. "Vanessa?" she called out. Vanessa swallowed hard and walked towards the open door. The lady with long brown hair smiled gently. "Right this way, honey. I will take you to the Changing Room," she said sweetly. Vanessa was speechless as she walked down the hall with the lady with long brown hair. It seemed like an eternity, but it was only a minute before they arrived at a door labeled Changing Room. "Go inside. Find an empty locker and put all your clothes in it. You will be naked. Once you are naked go to the door labeled Spanking Waiting Room. Do you have any questions?" asked the lady with long brown hair. All Vanessa could manage was to shake her head no. With that, she opened the door to the Changing Room. It was a typical looking changing room, like at the gym. There were a few exceptions. This Changing Room was co-ed and there were several well spanked bottoms on display. Vanessa tried not to look but it was impossible not to notice all the nudity. There were both males and females. Various shapes and sizes of people were in the room, all naked and most with a well spanked bottom. Vanessa quickly found an empty locker and started to remove her clothes. It dawned on her when she was in her black bra and panties, that total strangers were going to see her naked. The shocking thing was all the other people in the locker room didn't seem to mind the other naked people. This gave her a sense of confidence as she unhooked her bra. Her nipples became hard instantly. "Oh God. I am so turned on," she thought. She slipped her panties down, hoping no one would notice the dampness of them, and tossed them into the locker. She threw her hair back and walked towards the door labeled Spanking Waiting Room. She opened the door and walked in. Inside the Spanking Waiting Room was a room full of people tied to chairs, waiting their turn with Robert or Carol. Several people stood on a small scaffold, with their hands on their head, fully on display. Their bottoms were very red. Vanessa felt overwhelmed. Never in her wildest dreams did she think something like this could be real. While Vanessa was lost in her thoughts, a blonde with brown eyes grabbed her wrist. "I am going to take you to an open chair and restrain you to it. Carol will undo your bonds and take you to her room to spank you," she said. "Why do I need to be restrained?" asked Vanessa. "Being restrained serves several purposes. One, it puts you on display. You won't be able to cover anything up. This adds a sense of humiliation to all the spankings. Second, and equally important, it prevents any sexual contact between the clients and or any unauthorized masturbation from taking place." While the blonde was saying this, she was leading Vanessa to an open chair and had restrained her to the chair. Vanessa's legs were spread. Meaning everyone in the room could see her shaved pussy. Her wrists were tied to the arm rests, so she couldn't cover anything nor could she touch herself or anyone else. She never felt so exposed, so vulnerable, so humiliated and at the same time, so turned on and so alive and fulfilled. Vanessa was lost in her senses and thoughts and didn't notice the door to the Spanking Rooms opened. "Hello Vanessa. I'm Carol. I am going to teach you a proper lesson today,"

said Carol. Carol was probably in her mid forties, with very long bronze colored hair. She looked very stern and very maternal. Carol undid Vanessa's ties and led her through the Spanking Rooms door. Inside the doorway, Vanessa could hear the sound of a paddle hitting naked flesh. A woman was crying. Vanessa could her Robert scolding the woman. "Don't mind that dear. That is Katarina. She is our best customer. Robert spanks her once a week. She gets spanked for real punishment," said Carol. They arrived at Carol's Spanking Room. Once inside, the room looked like a small bedroom. There was a twin sized bed, desk with chair, computer and on the wall hung all the spanking implements. "Vanessa, stand in the middle of the room with your hands on your head and your legs spread shoulder width apart. I am going to review your file again," said Carol. Vanessa nodded and complied. Vanessa could feel her heart beat a million times a minute. She had seen countless videos of girls treated like this, but never her. Carol sat at the desk and reviewed the file as if Vanessa wasn' t even there. "I think I understand. Your fantasy of being caught masturbating is very common among our female clients," said Carol smiling Carols eyes darted up and down the very exposed Vanessa. "You are very cute. May I feel your body?" asked Carol. "Yes" replied Vanessa. As Carol's fingertips touched Vanessa's breasts, Vanessa shuddered with pleasure. "Oh, this will be fun. You are very excitable. I like that," said Carol as her hand explored Vanessa's smooth pussy. "You are very turned on. So here is what is going to happen. You will refer to me as `Mom' during this and don't forget if things get too intense, just say RED and everything stops," she added. "Yes, Mom," said Vanessa. "Very good. I'll be right back," said Carol as she left the room. Vanessa stood there for a moment, frozen, unsure if she was allowed to move. Then she noticed a dildo and a spanking magazine on the bed. Vanessa got on the bed, spread her long legs and positioned the dildo for maximum pleasure. She opened the magazine and started to slowly thrust the dildo into her eager pussy. The dildo felt amazing; it was thick and pushed all the right buttons. Within a few minutes, Vanessa started to feel her orgasm build. That's when the door opened. "VANESSA! WHAT ON EARTH ARE YOU DOING?!" shouted Carol. "Mom! Don't you knock?! Am I not allowed some privacy?" Vanessa yelled back. "Is that a dildo? Where did you get that? And what are you looking at?" Carol asked as she walked over to the bed, ripping the magazine from Vanessa' s hands. Carol glanced at the various pictures of naked girls getting spanked. She glanced at Vanessa who was blushing with utter embarrassment; the dildo was still half way in her pussy. "I am going to put you over my knee and spank you. Masturbating is a filthy habit and proper young ladies don't do that," scolded Carol. "Please don't Mom! I'm too old to be spanked," pleaded Vanessa. "You live in my house, you live by my rules. In this house, I spank you when you deserve it and you have earned this spanking," said Carol as she got the chair in the middle of the room and a hairbrush. Carol sat on the chair and tapped her lap. "Get that filthy thing out of your pussy and get over my knee. NOW!" barked Carol. Vanessa slid the dildo out of her pussy. She noticed how wet the dildo was. She got up from the bed and shuffled over to Carol. She slowly lowered herself over Carol's lap. Vanessa had never been over someone's knee before and she found the experience exhilarating. "This position is quite comfortable," thought Vanessa as she finally got in position. Carol rubbed Vanessa's naked and exposed bottom with her hand. "It has been far too long since I have spanked this naughty bottom. Isn't that right, Naughty Vanessa?" scolded Carol. "Yes, Mom." Carol raised her hand and slowly started to spank Vanessa. Vanessa gasped and moaned with each spank. "This doesn't hurt too badly. It stings, yes, but the pain is not terrible. It is more of a turned on than anything else," thought Vanessa. Carol continued to slowly spank Vanessa with her hand. Carol alternated cheeks and moved her hand to ensure complete coverage of Vanessa's spankable bottom. After several minutes of getting spanked by Carol, Vanessa noticed the pain was starting to get more noticeable. She started to wince with each spank and her breathing was starting to quicken. "Now, that bottom is nice and pink. However, Naughty Vanessa needs a red bottom," said Carol picking up the hairbrush. Carol tapped it on Vanessa's pink bottom. Vanessa purred with pleasure as she felt the cool brush against her warm bottom. "Girls who get caught playing with their pussies get the brush!" scolded Carol. SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT The pain from the brush took Vanessa's breath away, her eyes widen and she kicked her legs. She instinctively reached her arm back to in an attempt to block the brush. Carol knew this was going to happen and was prepared. She pinned Vanessa's arm to her back. "Tsk tsk tsk, Naughty Vanessa should know better. She should know naughty girls get a thorough spanking," said Carol. "But Mom, all my friends masturbate, why can't I?!" pleaded Vanessa. SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT "You shouldn't masturbate, because you will get addicted to it!" Carol said sternly. SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT Vanessa hung her head. She knew there was nothing she could do to avoid that damn brush from making her bottom all red. She felt the brush move all over her bottom and spank the top of her thighs. She loved every minute of her punishment, the moisture between her legs as amazing. Carol continued to spank Vanessa with the brush and with each spank Vanessa could feel her defiance starting to leave. Finally, after several more minutes of the brush... "I'm sorry Mom! Please stop! I'll be a good girl. I won't masturbate again," begged Vanessa. "Stand up and put your hands on your head," Carol said coolly. Vanessa did as she was told and she carefully followed Carol around the room with her eyes. Carol walked over to the implement wall and was inspecting all the implements. "Decision time Vanessa. Belt, tawse, paddle or cane," said Carol. "Oh Mom...please no more. I learned my lesson," Vanessa begged, knowing she would get more punishment and this was the biggest turn on she had ever experienced in her life. "Very well. Turn and bend over the bed, Vanessa," Carol said. Vanessa did as she was told. She bent over the bed, spreading her legs. She could feel the cool air of the room on her aching pussy. Her bottom burned and she knew she would be feeling the effects of the spanking for some time. It was at this moment Vanessa felt a large, flat wooden object tap against her vulnerable bottom. "The paddle?! PLEASE MOMMY NO! I'LL BE A GOOD GIRL!" Vanessa said beseeching Carol to have mercy. "You have earned this Vanessa. You have earned this by being a filthy girl, " scolded Carol as she raised the paddle. CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK Each paddle blow sounded like a gunshot. Vanessa struggled to stay in position. She felt the paddle punish her red bottom like she never dreamed would happen. Her breathing was short and quick. She felt she was on the verge of tears. It was then she felt a new sensation on her bottom. It was much thinner. Then she heard a snap. "The belt!" thought Vanessa. "Ten with the belt and you are done with your spanking. The belt is to make sure you have fully learned your lesson," said Carol. SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT The belt broke Vanessa. She started sobbing and incoherently making promises to be a good girl. Incoherent promises to everyone but Vanessa. Her body shuddered and rocked with each blow of the belt. Carol told Vanessa to get up. Vanessa continued to sob. "Are you going to be my good daughter again?" inquired Carol. "Yes, Mom," said Vanessa between sobs. Carol hugged Vanessa. Vanessa sobbed into Carol's shoulder. Even though Carol had spanked Vanessa to tears, Vanessa was very turned on. She couldn't wait to shove the dildo back into her pussy. "Lay on the bed and I'll give yourself a few minutes to compose yourself,"

Carol said. Vanessa lay on the bed, on her stomach, hugging a pillow. Carol smiled at the sight. She really loved her job. "I'll be back in a few minutes to check on my daughter," said Carol sweetly. As soon as Carol had left, Vanessa flipped over on the bed. Putting weight on her bottom, hurt, but it also turned her on more. She grabbed the dildo and shoved in into her soaking, greedy pussy. She moved it in and out with her left hand and rubbed her clit with her right. Her pussy never felt so sensitive. It was as if each nerve was awaken from a long slumber and wanted to feel as much pleasure as humanly possible. She closed her eyes and concentrated on the pain in her bottom, the sound of her spanking and how Carol caught her masturbating. The orgasm ripped from her body. Her hips were two feet off the bed. She moaned and screamed with pleasure. She yanked the dildo from her pussy and licked it clean. She loved the way she tasted, this was something she started after watching girls in porn do it and she became addicted to it. After a few minutes in her bliss, Carol entered the room again. "It sounds like my naughty daughter enjoyed herself," said Carol. "Yes, Mom," said Vanessa sheepishly. "Normally, now you would have to scaffold time. However, you will be the first client to experience scaffold time with an extra dose of humiliation." "Extra humiliation," Vanessa's voice trailing off. "Yes. You will wear a sign around your neck letting everyone know WHY you were spanked. You will stay there until I excuse you. Understand?" "Yes, Mom." Carol took Vanessa by the wrist and led her out of the room. In the hall, Vanessa saw another client, female about 20, being led by the arm by Robert to his spanking room. She was begging with him not to spank her, promising to be good. These pleas landed on deaf ears as she was led into his spanking room. Soon they back in the Spanking Waiting Room. It was still full of people tied to the chairs as they waited for their turn to be spanked. Vanessa climbed up the steps of the scaffold and stood with her hands on her head, legs spread. Carol got a sign and placed it around Vanessa's neck. It read: Caught Masturbating. A whole new level of humiliation washed over Vanessa as she stood there with a very red bottom. She felt the eyes of the room looking at her naked body. It was a huge turn on. She couldn't wait to get home and masturbate for hours. The door from the Changing Room opened and a lady with short brown hair entered the room. The strange thing was this lady was fully dressed. "Hi, I'm Kate. I'm looking for Carol," said the lady "Oh! You are interviewing for the spanker position," said the blonde haired lady. "Yes, I am." "She is finishing up some paperwork on that naughty one," said the blonde while pointing to Vanessa. A smile crossed Kate's face. "She appears to have been caught masturbating. How very naughty," said Kate seductively. Vanessa felt even more humiliated. Here was The Facility's newest spanker already scolding her! "Vanessa. Today is your lucky day. I need to interview Kate so your scaffold time is over. You may go get dressed," said Carol. "Thank you, Mom," said Vanessa. Vanessa quickly got off the scaffold and scurried into the Changing Room. She never got dressed so fast in her life. There were two reasons for her hurry. She didn't want anyone she knew to see her and she wanted to get home to masturbate again. She left the Changing Room and was back in the waiting area by Cassandra's desk. "Would it be possible to know if Kate will get the position she is interviewing for?" inquired Vanessa. "Yes. I'll let you know when I do my follow up call with you tomorrow," replied Cassandra. "Very good," a smiling Vanessa said. Vanessa left The Facility; she was in a rush to get home. She had hours of masturbating ahead of her. For the first time in her life, she left fulfilled, not like a freak. She had finally received her first spanking and acted out her favorite fantasy. No one at The Facility judged her, no one mocked

her. Vanessa decided she would try to get The Facility once a week and she

decided she no longer cared if she ran into anyone she knew. They would be there for the same reasons, so there was no reason to be scared. As she pulled out of the parking lot she left like a weight had been lifted off her shoulders. She finally decided to accept those kinky feelings she had, they are a part of her and whoever she dated next needed to have those kinky feelings as well.

The Facility Chapter 5 ============================================================================ ==== Laura was a 23year old British Nurse working in the USA as part of a nursing exchange program. She was in the USA to observe innovative nursing techniques in an effort to improve the efficiency of helping patients back in the UK. She had long blonde hair with bright blue eyes. Laura liked to wear bright red lipstick which made her blue eyes stand out even more. Furthermore, given her pale complexion, the red lipstick made her lips more full and added certain brilliance to her already attractive face. She had long legs and large breasts. She was the sexy visiting nurse from the UK. It seemed everyone stared and stammered around her. This lead to problems for Laura, it made her into a brat and disobedient. She had the notion since she was very attractive she could get away with pranks and not following orders the doctors would give her. There was another reason she was a disobedient brat. What she really hoped someone would tell her she needed a spanking and take her over their knee and spank her long and hard. She thought about spanking all the time, she considered herself addicted to the notion of getting spanked. So when Laura was assigned to work at County Hospital she was less than excited. That is, until Laura learned the town had a very popular business. The name of the business was The Facility. Laura briefly heard some nurses taking about it in the women's locker room of the hospital. The one nurse was telling her friend how The Facility has helped her husband become a better man through his discipline sessions with Carol. Laura felt her pussy tingle with delight as she eavesdropped on the conversation. She made a mental note of the name of the business to research it after her shift. After her 12 hour shift, Laura was back in her sparsely furnished apartment. She quickly turned on her computer and Googled The Facility.' She anxiously clicked on the website for the business. She read through the FAQ's and the testimonials and watched the Meet the Spankers' videos. Essentially, she could make an appointment with one of the three spankers for a session of her choosing. Laura was excited about the idea of being spanked, but also scared. She had never been spanked before, despite her many fantasies and attempts to get spanked. The following morning Laura was back in the locker room changing into her scrubs for her day shift. She looked over and saw another nurse who had a bruised bottom. "Excuse me, may I ask you a question," Laura asked. She was really laying on the British accent as she found strangers were more receptive to it. "Laura? Right? The nurse from the UK?" responded the red bottomed nurse. "That's right. What's your name?" "Beth. What's your question?" "Did you get spanked at The Facility? I don't mean to intrude, but I couldn't help but notice your red bottom," Laura said looking down. "Why yes I did. Robert spanks me roughly once a month. It is a great stress reliever for this job," Beth said. "I have never been spanked and I am obsessed with it," said Laura "Well, call and make an appointment!" said Beth as she walked out of the locker room. "Yes, I want to make an appointment, but I want it for real misdeeds," thought Laura. Laura decided she would start to disobey her fellow nurses and doctors and see what happens as she walked out of the locker room. "Nurse Laura. I need your help over her with this patient, please. I need your help in removing his cast,' said Beth from exam room 1. "I don't think so you bloody wanker!" called out Laura "Bloody wanker? Dr. Jones, can you speak with Laura, she is acting like a little child" said Beth. Laura was grabbed by her arm and led into Dr. Jones' office. "Laura, you are a visiting nurse. You cannot use such language in front of the patients. If you keep this up, I will have to refer you for discipline. Do you understand?" Dr. Jones said. "Discipline? Does that mean he will spank me? I hope so!" thought Laura. "Yes, Dr. Jones. I am just a little home sick that is all," Laura replied. "Understandable, don't let it happen again. Now get back to work," he said sternly. As Laura left Dr. Jones' office, she couldn't help but notice Beth was bending over a bed trying to untangle an IV line. Some inner brat had been unleashed from Laura's conversation with Beth in the locker room, and the brat was making up for lost time. Laura ran up behind Beth and swatted her bottom hard. Beth jumped from the surprise swat and turned in anger. Her eyes burned with fury. "What the hell Laura?" said Beth with a cold voice that could make the strongest willed weak in the knees. "I...er...um..." stammered Laura. "Come with me," said Beth, leading Laura by the arm to the Nurses' Lounge. Beth pushed the door open and sat at one of the empty tables. Laura sat across from her. Beth just glared at Laura for the first several minutes. Finally, Beth spoke. "I know what you are doing you little tart. You aren't as clever as you think you are." "And what is that?" Laura said trying to sound innocent. "You think you are the first nurse to see my bottom after one of my visits to The Facility? They all act the same after you see my spanked bottom. You act out with the docs then you swat my bottom because you so desperately want to get spanked, but you are afraid to act on it for some reason." Beth took her cell phone out of her pocket and slid it across the table to Laura. "The Facility's number is on speed dial. Press 5. We will sit here until you call and make your appointment," Beth said firmly. Laura took the phone in her shaking hands and pressed 5. She could hear the phone ring on the other end. "The Facility, this is Cassandra. How may I help you?" "Hi...er...um...I have been naughty," said Laura, her face full of embarrassment. "Well, that happens dear. Would you like to get spanked so you are no longer a naughty little girl?" asked Cassandra. Laura couldn't believe her ears. The receptionist was basically scolding her over the phone. She loved it and her pussy felt warm and wet from the sound of Cassandra's voice. "Yes, please," Laura said in a tiny voice. "As it happens, we have had a cancellation with one of our afternoon appointments. How does 4:30 PM today with Robert sound?" "I get off work at 4PM, so that works," said Laura. "Very well. Please bring ID," said Cassandra. "I understand," said Laura hanging up. "4:30PM today?" Inquired Beth. Laura nodded. Her head was spinning with everything that was happening. It was all so fast. "One more thing. You need to have a trimmed, shaved or waxed pussy. So drop your scrubs so I can see how you keep your pussy and I don't report you swatting my bottom to the higher ups," said Beth Laura rolled her eyes, knowing she had no choice, as she stood and lowered her scrubs. She wasn't wearing any panties. She didn't like how they left panty-lines in the scrubs. Beth smiled as she admired Laura's bare pussy. "No panties? Are you a slut? And I can see you are turned on. Don't worry, that can be taken care of at The Facility," Beth said. Laura was in shock. All she could do was nod to what Beth was saying. Beth helped Laura get her scrubs back up and they both went back to work. The rest of the shift was long and boring. Laura stared at the clock waiting for 4PM to come. Her daydreaming caused her to be even more disobedient to the doctors because she wasn't even paying attention. At long last 4PM came. She rushed into the locker room and changed back into her short skirt and a blouse that really showed off her large breasts. She got in her car and drove to The Facility. She parked and walked in the main entrance. She glanced around the bland looking waiting room. She saw two women and two men waiting. It appeared they were couples, perhaps getting spanked together? Laura shook her ahead and approached the receptionist's desk. "Hi, I have an appointment at 4:30PM," said Laura. "Very well. ID please," said Cassandra. Laura handed over her ID. Cassandra scanned it through the ID Checker. The light flashed green and Cassandra handed the ID back to Laura. "Beth told me what you did to her today at the hospital. She is a good friend of mine. I must say you most certainly have earned this spanking," said Cassandra as she handed Laura the legal paperwork and the spanking questionnaire to Laura. Laura stuck her tongue out at Cassandra as she took the paperwork. "Robert will have a challenge with this one, but like all the rest, they will learn their lesson," thought Cassandra. Laura sat in an empty chair and crossed her long legs. She found that if she sat with her legs crossed just the right way, she could stimulate her pussy and get herself super horny. The paperwork was mundane; it reminded her of the paperwork from the hospital. The spanking questionnaire was must more interesting to her. She wrote out how she had never been spanked, but was always looking for ways to get into trouble. She checked off the various boxes for the implements she wanted to be used on her. Although she was British, Laura had no desire to be caned, so she left that box unmarked. At the very bottom of the last page in bold and italic letters said the following statement: THE FACILITY BELIEVES IN SAFE, SANE AND CONSENSUAL EXPLORATION. IF FOR ANY REASON YOUR SESSION BECOMES TOO MUCH FOR YOU, THE AUTOMATIC SAFE WORD TO END ANY SESSION IS RED. Laura walked defiantly back to the Cassandra's desk and handed the signed paperwork back. Before Laura could get back to her chair, the door opened and a lady with long brown hair appeared in the doorway. "Laura, come this way please," she said. There was a tone disappointment in her voice. Laura walked toward the lady with long brown hair, who grabbed her by the arm. "I am going to lead you to the Changing Room," the lady with brown hair said. "Changing Room? What am I changing into? I didn't bring any outfits," said Laura. "You are changing out of your clothes and getting naked. You will be spanked naked, just like everyone who visits us." "Naked?" said Laura her voice trailing off. They arrived at the Changing Room door. "Like I said, take off all your clothes and put them in a locker. Then walk through the door labeled Spanking Waiting Room," said the lady with brown hair as she opened the door for Laura. Laura walked in and saw what appeared to be a gym locker room. She quickly found an empty locker and slipped off her short skirt. Next she pulled her blouse over her head and unhooked her black lace bra. She was slightly disappointed she was the only one in the Changing Room as she enjoyed seeing naked men and women, especially if they had just been spanked. Laura walked to the door labeled Spanking Waiting Room and opened it and walked through. The first thing Laura noticed was a man and a woman standing on a small scaffold with signs hung around their necks. One sign read, "Happy engagement Little Timmy!" The other read, "Happy engagement Naughty Vanessa!" It was clear these two were deeply in love as their eyes were fixated on each other, as they stood naked with their well spanked bottoms on display. "Would you believe those two? Good friends who happened to run into each other here one day. They got spanked together by Miss Kate and started dating. Now, they are getting married!" said a blonde with brown eyes as she took Laura by the hand. "Where are you taking me?" asked Laura. "To be tied to a chair. So you can't touch yourself, or anyone else. Furthermore, it puts you on display to put you in the appropriate frame of mind for your spanking," the blonde continued. Laura was tied to a chair with a perfect view of both Vanessa and Tim. She could see both of their fronts and just enough of their bottoms for her to know they had both had received a thorough spanking. Laura loved being tied to the chair. Her long legs were spread wide so her bare pussy on was display. Her nipples stood erect and she could feel a puddle of her pussy juice start to gather on the chair. There was no clock in the room so she had no idea how long she had been tied to the chair or for long much longer she had to be on display like this. After what seemed like an eternity, Robert walked through the Spanking Rooms door and walked over to Laura. "Hello Laura. I'm Robert and I am going to spank you today," he said as he untied her bonds. Laura gulped hard. Although Robert had some strands of gray hair, but that didn't detracted from his stern looks. He was muscular but not muscular enough to be a meathead. He took Laura by her hand and led her to the Spanking Rooms door. "NO! I haven't done anything wrong! You can't spank me! I'm 23 not some little kid!" shouted Laura. Robert didn't say anything in response. He was expecting Laura to be difficult. Although he enjoyed spanking his regular clients, breaking a new client always gave him a rush. He continued to lead her down the hall of the spanking rooms. The sound of a belt hitting a naked bottom and the sobs of a man filled the hall. "I can't believe you aren't even talking to me, you jerk! Who do you think you are? You just go around spanking naked girls?" Laura said insolently. Robert opened the door to his room, it looked like an office. There was a wooden desk, 2 wooden chairs, a computer chair and bookshelf. He calmly sat in his chair. "Stand in front of the desk. Have your hands at your side," he said. Laura covered her breasts with one hand and her pussy with the other. "You will only make your spanking worse if you don't comply," he stated matter of factly. `I HAVEN'T DONE ANYTHING TO GET SPANKED!!' shouted Laura. "Oh really? You didn't swat Beth's bottom? You didn't ignore the doctors at the hospital? You didn't stick your tongue out at Cassandra? I see girls like you all the time. You think because you are very attractive, you can treat the rest of the world like shit. You think because you have nice tits and long legs you are better than everyone else. Well, I am here to teach you a lesson. The only way for girls like you to learn this lesson is to be put over my knee and given a long and thorough spanking. So I will ask you one more time, place your hands at your sides." Laura didn't move. "You just earned yourself the paddle in addition to the brush," said Robert as he stood up. Robert opened the desk drawer and pulled out a wooden brush and a wooden paddle with holes in it. Laura glared at Robert, as if she was trying to make him burst into flames with her eyes. Robert was expecting this, after all, Laura's file said she had never been spanked before and she had a disobedient streak in her that ran a mile deep. Robert calmly moved one of the wooden chairs and sat it in. He pulled Laura over his knee. She tried to fight back, but she was no match for the stronger Robert. He shifted her on his lap. She was very attractive. Her long legs were extended. Robert reached for the brush and tapped it on Laura's bottom. "Anything to say before you have your spanking," asked Robert. "I HATE YOU AND YOU ARE SO MEAN TO SPANK ME! I HAVEN'T DONE ANYTHING WRONG!" shouted Laura. Robert raised the brush and firmly but not too harshly started to spank Laura. He needed Laura's bottom nice and pink, she needed to have a good warm up before her paddling, otherwise her spanking would not be effective. At first, Laura bit her tongue and refused to cry out or even breathe any different. She didn't want Robert to know she was enjoying her spanking or that it was making her rethink her actions. "Just because you have nice tits doesn't mean you get to treat people with disrespect," said Robert as he continued to spank Laura with the brush. The sound of the spanking filled the room and before Laura realized it she was gasping with each swat. She reached back with her right arm and tried to block the brush. Robert knew this was going to happen and quickly pinned her arm against her back. SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT "You need to learn to do as you are told. You need to learn to act appropriately," said Robert. SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT "Are you starting to get the message?" asked Robert. "Yes! My bottom hurts!" said Laura "A spanking is supposed to hurt otherwise the naughty girl won't learn anything. Stand up and put your hands at your side," said Robert. This time, Laura complied. She felt so exposed, humiliated. Her bottom was burning and her pussy was aching. She was hoping Robert hadn't notice how turned on she was. "I see this is a turn on for you as well, right Laura?" asked Robert. "Yes, Sir," she said eyes down. "Sir? Where did that come from? He didn't tell me to call him Sir?" she thought. "Good. Now bend over the desk with your legs spread wide," Robert said picking up the paddle. Laure bent over the desk. She could feel her nipples graze the desk. She spread her legs. She felt her pussy lips open like a slut. She loved every minute of it, she wanted more. "Tell me why you need a spanking and then I will paddle your naughty bottom," said Robert. "I'm addicted to trying to get spanked. I act out in an attempt to get spanked. I ignore people and disobey people in the hopes they will spank me. I spanked Beth because I know she was here," confessed Laura. "So what does this mean?" "It means I need you to spank my naughty bottom, please." CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK Robert brought the paddle down on Laura's exposed bottom four times. She could hear the paddle whistle as the air passed through the holes in it. Each blow nearly catapulted Laura over the desk. She groaned with each blow. "Are you learning, Laura?" asked Robert. CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK "YES!" yelled Laura. CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK "What are you learning Laura?" asked Robert. "I have learned to keep my hands to myself. To do as I am told and to treat people with respect!" yelled Laura. CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK "And tell me what happens when you are disobedient and a brat?" inquired Robert. "I get spanked naked!" yelled Laura. Robert walked around to the other side of the desk and placed the paddle on the desk. Robert sat in the chair and looked into Laura's eyes which were full of tears. "I need to make sure you are sincere and have really learned your lesson. So I am going to slipper your bottom now," said Robert. "Please no. I promise I will be a good girl," pleaded Laura. "This will make sure you stay a good girl," Robert replied. Robert opened a desk drawer and pulled out a rubber slipper. Laura burst into tears, making promises to be a good girl. Robert smiled. He put the slipper away. "Stand up," he said. Laura stood, with her hands at her side. Robert got up from the desk and walked to Laura. He hugged her. "You took your punishment very well. You have learned your lesson, haven' t you?" he asked. Laura just sobbed more into his shoulder. Never before had she been spanked. Never before had she been treated so harshly and held so accountable for her actions. She loved every minute of it and she pussy was begging to be touched. "Now, about you being all turned on. In the desk there are vibes, dildo and a magic wand. You have five minutes to masturbate and then I will take you to do your scaffold time," said Robert as he left the room. Laura quickly ran around to the desk and ripped open the drawers. She quickly found her favorite type of vibrator, the jack rabbit style. She turned it on, not only could it vibrate, but it rotated and had a special attachment to make sure the clit was stimulated. In the past it gave her mind blowing orgasms, she couldn't wait to experience an orgasm after a spanking. Laura sat in the chair; her face winced with pain as she sat down. She spread her long legs and positioned the vibe at the opening of her wet, smooth pussy. She shoved it in like her life depended on it. As soon as the vibe touched her clit, an orgasm shot out of her body. She threw her head back, her blonde hair matted to her face from the tears and sweat of her spanking. She felt her pussy clamp down on the vibe and the pleasure washed over her body. Now she started working the vibe in and out of her pussy. She wanted a second orgasm before Robert would come and get her. She knew she didn't have a lot of time left so she pounded the vibe into her pussy. "Naughty girls get spanked so they can orgasm," she said aloud as the vibe continued to fill her pussy with pleasure. She pinched her nipples as she felt the second orgasm build. The second orgasm was much more satisfying than the first. Her hips bucked, she was much louder the second time and barely had the energy to turn the vibe off when she was finished. As she was lost in her own pleasure, Robert and re-entered the room. "The last phase of your punishment is to stand on the scaffold, naked with a spanked bottom. You will have a sign on your neck telling everyone why you were spanked," said Robert as he took her by the hand from the room. Laura's legs were jelly, she could barely walk. Her bottom was still burning and her inner thighs were covered in pussy juice. Everyone would know she was spanked and then masturbated. She knew this was meant to be humiliating and the thought turned her on even more. Laura entered the Spanking Waiting Room and climbed the scaffold. She put her hands on her head. Robert hung a sign on her neck that read, " Disobedient." "I have one more surprise for you," said Robert. He opened the door to the Changing Room and out walked a fully clothed Beth. "Oh my, it looks like she put up a fight. That is one very red and sore bottom! Look at those thighs. They are drenched with pussy juice! How many times did she orgasm?" asked Beth. "She had two orgasms. I'm shocked you didn't hear the second. She is very loud. She also put up a good fight, she is very disobedient," said Robert. "Are you going to be a good girl from now on?" asked Beth to Laura. Laura nodded her head. "Very good Laura. You may get dressed now," said Robert. Laura quickly got down from the scaffold and scampered into the Changing Room. Beth followed her in. "Next time you want to play a little spanking game, just ask, and I'm sure The Facility can arrange something for us," said Beth. "Yes, Beth. If that pleases you," said Laura. "Ooooo, Robert did teach you a good lesson. Listen to how polite and obedient you are." "I was wrong to swat your bottom and I have learned my lesson." "We will most definitely have to visit together. Maybe they will let me spank you," said Beth. By the point Laura was dressed again. They had walked back to the main waiting area. "Come back to my place, Beth. I'll cook you dinner in an effort to stay in your good graces," said Laura. "I think that is a splendid idea. Lead the way," replied Beth.

The Facility Chapter 6 ============================================================================ ==== Brenda was a 23-year-old bank teller at First National Bank. Her black hair went down to her bra strap and made her dark green eyes stand out even more. She was 5 feet 6 inches and liked to wear small-heeled shoes to make her slightly taller. She had smallish breasts, which matched her tight, round, small bottom. She figured she got her nice ass from standing and walking all day. Brenda enjoyed her job at the bank. There was just one problem. She wasn't very good as a bank teller. On more than one occasion she would give the customer more money than they asked for, bad news if you are in the banking business. In addition, to banking transaction errors, Brenda had been caught reading spanking stories on her smart-phone. Therefore, when Brenda arrived at work Monday morning, she was not looking forward to her disciplinary meeting with Sarah. Sarah was in her late 40's. She had blonde hair, which hid her gray hair nicely. She was stern and no nonsense. It took a woman of a certain backbone to conquer the banking world, which was still dominated by men even in 2013. Sarah knew Brenda had done more than enough to earn termination, but the Sarah's bank had recently landed big account. A few months back, The Facility opened. To everyone's surprise, it did terrific business. The owners of The Facility shopped around to various banks, and finally decided on First National. The owners, Robert and Carol, liked Sarah's straight shooter approach to banking and in dealing with employees. Carol mentioned in passing to Sarah, that if Sarah had any employees, who need a spanking, The Facility would give Sarah's employee a spanking session on the house. Brenda sat nervously in conference room, awaiting the arrival of Sarah. Brenda was dressed in a white blouse, hair in a ponytail, a knee length black skirt and sheer pantyhose. Brenda loved how these felt against her skin, especially after she would freshly shave her legs and pussy. Brenda `forgot'

to put on panties or a thong. Her thinking was if she were fired, she would go home and masturbate through the stockings to make herself feel better.

And if she wasn't fired she would get to spend the day at work feeling her

stockings rub against her bare pussy and then go home and masturbate. Either way, she would win. Brenda was shocked back to reality when Sarah walked in with a laptop. Sarah didn't even look at Brenda. Sarah opened her laptop, the clicking of the keys of the keyboard were the only sounds in the room. Finally, Sarah spoke, without looking at Brenda. "It seems you are having a rough few days here at the bank. " "Well..." stammered Brenda. "Not only have you make numerous errors in standard banking transactions, resulting the a loss of $1000 for the bank. You were also caught reading spanking stories on your phone. Mind you, I don't pay you to lose money. Nor do I pay you to read such things while at work," Sarah said sternly. Brenda looked down. She felt like she was a small child being scolded. "Therefore, as a result of your errors and inappropriate behavior at work, First National Bank has no choice but to cut ties with you as our employee. Clear out your desk," Sarah said. "NO! Please I really need this job. I'll do anything! Please give me another chance,' sobbed Brenda. Sarah smiled. She turned her laptop and showed Brenda the website for The Facility. "Since you are so desperate to keep your job, you may pay for your transgressions with a visit to The Facility. Where you will be stripped naked, paraded around naked, spanked and put on display for everyone to see. At the end of your spanking, you will have to stand with your freshly spanked bottom on display with a sign around your neck telling everyone that you are the worst employee of the month at First National Bank. You will then report to my office where you will show me your punished bottom and show how grateful you are for your spanking," explained Sarah. Brenda stared at Sarah, her mouth open, shocked at what just transpired. She wanted to say something, say that she will sue the bank for harassment or something. Instead, Brenda said nothing. "Take 5 minutes, and look at the website for The Facility. Think over the deal on the table, which I think is more than fair, and let me know your decision at the end of business today," stated Sarah. With that, Sarah slid the laptop to Brenda. Sarah got up and left Brenda alone in the conference room with the laptop. "Be fired or take a spanking? How can I find a new job, if they know why I was fired? I have no choice, I need to take the spanking," thought Brenda. Brenda explored The Facility's website. There were testimonials from ` satisfied' clients as well as a description of various spankings offered. It seemed like The Facility could do just about any type of spanking the client needed. Lastly, there was a meet the spankers section. It gave a short bio for each of the 3 spankers at The Facility. Brenda closed the laptop and left the conference room, her head was spinning with everything that had happened. She was thankful she was having lunch that day with her good friend, Laura. Brenda could at least get some advice from her.

The Facility Chapter 7 - Lunch time ============================================================================ ==== Brenda slid into the booth of a restaurant, Laura was already there waiting. Laura was slightly older, with short brown hair. She was nearly 5 feet 10 inches tall with C cup breasts and a flat ass. "So? How did your meeting go with Sarah?" inquired Laura. "Terrible. I have to either have an appointment at The Facility or I am fired." "You mean to tell me your boss wants you to get spanked?" "Yes and after I have to show her my spanked ass I have to thank her for allowing me to get punished. What do you gather that means?" "Well, if you were my employee I would spank you everyday, but that's just because I know you have a secret fetish for it." Brenda kicked Laura's leg under the table, causing the glasses, plates to jump. "See? It's that type of naughty behavior that earns bratty girls a red bottom. And I think it's about time your pale bottom finally got some color,"

teased Laura. Brenda could feel her pussy tingle with delight. Laura was right, she had longed for a spanking, but never had the courage to ask for one. Maybe she acted out in the hopes someone would give her what she deserved? "Laura, what do you think Sarah meant by me showing her gratitude for my punishment?" asked Brenda. "She probably wants you to lick her to orgasm. You do have a talented tongue. Don't pretend you didn't lick my pussy when we were in college," Laura said seductively. "So you are saying that after I am spanked and humiliated at The Facility, I will have to go back to the bank and eat out some cougar's pussy?!" exclaimed Brenda. "Pretend you don't love it. Just think, if your tongue is good enough, maybe you will get a raise," said Laura. "You are so funny," un-amused Brenda said. Brenda throw some cash on the table and quickly left the restaurant before Laura could tease her anymore. Deep down in Brenda's inner being, she knew this is what she had craved for years. Upon returning to the bank, Brenda knocked on Sarah's office door. "Come," said Sarah. "How cliché," thought Brenda. Brenda opened the door and entered into Sarah's office. "I take it, you have reached a decision?" asked Sarah. "Yes, Ma'am. What do I need to do to make the appointment at The Facility? " Sarah picked up the phone and dialed a number. Sarah hit another button to put the phone on speaker and placed the phone back on the receiver. Brenda could hear the phone ring; her heart was pounding in her chest. "Thank you for calling The Facility, this is Cassandra, how may I help you? " asked a sweet voice. "Cassandra, it's Sarah from First National. I'd like to schedule an appointment for an employee of mine. She has been very bad and needs a real punishment spanking." "We can most certainly take care of her naughty bottom," replied Cassandra. "Good, you are on speaker. The girl's name is Brenda," said Sarah. "Very good. I just need Brenda to state this is accepting this punishment designed by you Sarah because of her shortcomings at work," stated Cassandra. "I...er...am willing to take my spanking as directed by Sarah," said a stammering Brenda. "Very good. Sarah, what do you want Brenda to take?" said Cassandra. "I'd like to have Miss Kate spank her over the knee with her hand to warm her up. Next with the school paddle, belt and finish her punishment with cane. I understand many of the clients are allowed sexual release after their spanking; Brenda is not to have that. Is that clear?" stated Sarah. "Brenda will be a very good girl after Miss Kate is done with her. Brenda, you may your appointment is for 6 PM this evening," said Cassandra. Sarah glanced at the clock. It was 1 o'clock. "May I send Brenda over now? This way she can sit in the spanking waiting room for a few hours. I fear if she actually tries to do work for me, she will cost me more money," inquired Sarah. "By all means," replied Cassandra. "Brenda, any questions?" asked Sarah. "No, Ma'am," said Brenda. "Very well. I'll see you after your session," said Sarah as she hung up her phone.

The Facility Chapter 8 - Brenda's arrival at The Facility ============================================================================ ==== Brenda walked into The Facility and checked in at the receptionist's desk. "Hello Brenda, I'm Cassandra. Although we spoke on the phone, you need to sign these consent forms. Return them to me when you are done," said Cassandra as she handed some forms to Brenda. Brenda took the forms and quickly read through them. At the very bottom of the last page in bold and italic letters said the following statement: THE FACILITY BELIEVES IN SAFE, SANE AND CONSENSUAL EXPLORATION. IF FOR ANY REASON YOUR SESSION BECOMES TOO MUCH FOR YOU, THE AUTOMATIC SAFE WORD TO END ANY SESSION IS RED. Brenda signed and returned the forms to Cassandra. Before Brenda could sit back down a door opened and a brunette with long hair called out Brenda's name. Brenda followed her a door labeled changing room. "You are a unique case. Typically, the spankees strips naked. You will keep your sheer pantyhose on. Sarah has indicated she wants Miss Kate to strip you of your last shred of clothing after your warm up spanking. Do you have any questions and don't forget your safe word," said the brunette. "No and I won't forget it," said a very nervous Brenda. The changing room was a completely different world. The redness of the bottoms was intense. The amount of nudity was overwhelming. Brenda felt out of place as she stripped down to just her sheer pantyhose. For some reason, Brenda would have felt more comfortable completely naked, but being forced to wear something made her stand out. It was clear this was part of her punishment. Brenda opened the door to the Spanking Waiting Room and a blonde with green eyes met her instantly. "I will now take you and tie you to a chair. You won't be able to cover anything up, which adds a dose of humiliation to the spankees. In addition, it prevents any unauthorized sexual contact from taking place," she said with a tone of boredom in her voice. For the next 3 hours, Brenda had to watch as male after male and female after female was led naked to the spanking rooms. Each one returned with a red bottom, tears on their face. Some had to stand on the scaffold, which was still in the middle of the room, with a plug in their ass. Several returned wearing chastity devices. This whole scene made Brenda ever more turned on, but she could do nothing to relieve the growing ache in her pussy. To make matters worse, her sheer pantyhose showed off her wetness very well. Finally, after 3 hours of visual torment, Brenda heard her name. "So this is the naughty Brenda. The one Sarah is having so much trouble with?" said Miss Kate. Typically, Kate wore a black tank top with a black leather mini skirt. This gave her freedom to move freely while spanking her clients and remain cool, but to also look very sexy. However, Sarah had requested Kate wear only high waist sheer pantyhose when spanking Brenda. Miss Kate's B cup breasts were on display, her perfect body seemed to exist only to tease Brenda even more. Kate quickly untied Brenda and led her through the spanking rooms door. Brenda was lost in a fog. She could hardly believe what was happening. At the end of the hall, Kate opened a door and led Brenda into Kate's spanking room. Already waiting on the desk was a wooden paddle with holes in it, a leather belt and a cane. The sight of these brought Brenda out of her daze and she soon realized what was about to happen to her. That her pale bottom was

going to be very red and sore very soon. "Stand with your hands on your head," barked Miss Kate. Brenda complied. She felt totally exposed. "Sarah has filled me in on how naughty you have been. This is a punishment spanking, meaning you are not to have an orgasm. If you feel you are about to have one, say yellow. If you orgasm without permission, your entire punishment starts over. Understand?" "Yes, Miss Kate." Miss Kate had moved a chair to the center of the room and sat on it with her sheer pantyhose clad legs crossed. She sat there and stared sternly at Brenda. Brenda could feel the penetrating gaze of Miss Kate. Brenda wanted to find a rock to crawl under. Finally, Miss Kate spoke. "Brenda, over my knee." Miss Kate helped Brenda get over her knee. Brenda could feel the slickness of the Miss Kate's lap. It felt comfortable and inviting. Suddenly... SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT Miss Kate's hand exploded on Brenda's pantyhose clad bottom. Brenda was amazed on how much the hand spanking stung. It hurt, but not enough to cry out. Instead, she was breathing heavy. SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT "You cost First National $1000," scolded Miss Kate as her iron hand spanked Brenda. "I'm sorry..."Brenda said hanging her head. SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT "No honey, you aren't sorry yet," Miss Kate said sweetly. SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT "Stand up," said Miss Kate sternly. Brenda stood up. Her bottom was burning. Before she could realize what has happening, Miss Kate was lowering Brenda's pantyhose. Soon Brenda was standing completely naked, with a pink bottom in front of Miss Kate. "Bend over the desk and spread your legs wide," said Miss Kate who was still in her sheer pantyhose. Brenda complied, knowing she had no escape. Soon, Brenda was bent over the desk spread eagle. She saw Miss Kate pick up the wooden school paddle. Miss Kate swung it through the air, letting Brenda hear the whistling sound it made. Miss Kate tapped the paddle against the newly naked Brenda. WHOOSH THWACK WHOOSH THWACK WHOOSH THWACK "OW! That hurts! I'm sorry!" screamed Brenda. Miss Kate walked around the desk so Brenda could see all of Miss Kate. "You are getting was you deserve. You have been completely irresponsible and this is the consequence for your terrible behavior," scolded Miss Kate. Miss Kate moved behind Brenda again. WHOOSH THWACK WHOOSH THWACK WHOOSH THWACK WHOOSH THWACK Brenda pleaded and begged with each stroke of the paddle. Making every promise to be a good girl and good employee. All of her pleading fell on deaf ears. "Legs together. It is time for the belt. I will start at the top of your bottom and slowly work my way to your thighs and then back to the top of your bottom," said Miss Kate coldy. Brenda sobbed. She was crying uncontrollably. Miss Kate picked up the leather belt and snapped it, causing Brenda to cry harder. Slowly, relentlessly Miss Kate brought the leather belt across Brenda's very red bottom. With each stroke of the belt, Brenda hung her head lower. Knowing her actions brought her to this current state of humiliation. Finally, after 5 minutes, Miss Kate put the leather belt down. "Brenda, lay on the desk and lift your legs. This is how you are going to get 6 of the cane. Immediately following the cane, you will do your public corner time. Clear?" said Miss Kate. All Brenda could do was nod as she lay on the desk and lifted her legs. Through her tear soaked eyes she could see Miss Kate swing the cane through the air. Brenda thought she was humiliated before, but this position was the worst yet. With her legs in the air, the skin on her ass was stretched making the belting burn more and she could feel the air of the room on her drenched pussy. Miss Kate tapped the cane on Brenda's sore bottom. THWACK THWACK THWACK THWACK THWACK THWACK Brenda screamed with each stroke of the cane. As each stroke taught her her lesson, Brenda was sobbing, crying and very sorry. Miss Kate quickly put the cane down and pulled Brenda off the desk. "Corner time," Miss Kate said. As Miss Kate led Brenda back to the spanking waiting room, all Brenda could do was sob and keep saying how sorry she was. Once in the spanking waiting room, Miss Kate helped Brenda up the stairs of the scaffold. Miss Kate placed a sign around Brenda's neck reading, "WORST EMPLOYEE OF THE MONTH FOR FIRST NATIONAL BANK." Brenda stood there on the scaffold, hands on head, cane marked ass on display for 20 minutes. "Brenda, you may get dressed now," said Miss Kate. "Thank you, Miss Kate," said Brenda. Brenda got back into the changing room and went back to her locker. She opened it and found her clothes were gone. Instead there was a trench coat and a note. The note read, "Report to my office immediately. ~Sarah" Brenda put the trench coat on and raced out of The Facility. Sitting was near impossible in the car. Brenda fought through the pain with more tears and sobs on the drive back to the bank. After parking, Brenda rushed into the

building, hoping no one would see her. She made her way to the back offices, where Sarah's office was located. She knocked on Sarah's office door. "Come," said Sarah. Brenda opened the door and walked in. "Stop. Lose the trench coat. Then walk over here and show me your bottom,"

said Sarah, all the while she was sitting at her desk. For the second time that day, Brenda found a new level of humiliation as she stripped in front of her boss. She walked over to Sarah's desk with her eyes downcast. Once at the desk, Brenda turned and presented her freshly spanked bottom to Sarah. "I see Miss Kate did a thorough job on your naughty bottom," said Sarah seductively as her fingers caressed Brenda's bottom. "Yes, Ma'am," said Brenda sounding very submissive. "There is only one thing left for you to do," said Sarah. Sarah stood up, hiked up her skirt, sat back in her chair and spread her legs wide. "Show me how grateful you are for still having a job," said Sarah. Brenda dropped to her knees and crawled between Sarah's legs. Sarah had a perfectly landscaped triangle patch of hair just above her pussy. Sarah's juices flowed freely over Brenda's face. Brenda's tongue darted in and out of Sarah's pussy. Brenda nibbled on Sarah's pussy lips and sucked hard on Sarah's clit. Brenda found Sarah's scent intoxicating and very arousing. Brenda forced her face deeper into Sarah's pussy, trying to show her boss what a good girl she could be. To show her how thankful she was for her spanking. Sarah unbuttoned her shirt and exposed her tits. Sarah used on hand to play with her nipples while she stroked Brenda's hair. "Are you ready for my cum juices?" asked a panting Sarah. All Brenda could do is give Sarah those bedroom eyes. Sarah came hard as Brenda played with her clit with her tongue. Sarah's eyes rolled back in her head, her hips gyrated into Brenda's face. Brenda obediently licked up all the juices from Sarah's pussy and then move to licking up Sarah's inner thighs. "You have a talented tongue, dear. Have you learned your lesson?" asked an exhausted Sarah. "Yes, Ma'am. I'll be a better employee now," said Brenda still kneeling. "Very good. I think I might have to make you my new personal assistant," said Sarah with a wicked smile.

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