Naturally, Miss Birch took a special pride in her work, and aimed each wallop expertly. Although some of the smacks landed squarely across both cheeks, causing a ripple in all of the surface area, those were the least bad of the bunch. Others landed with just the last couple of inches striking, delivering a deeper impact to a smaller spot, quite often on the undercurve of one cheek or the other - in one case stinging the back of her vulva! And when she let a pair of smacks land firmly across the thighs as well... she knew how to aim for maximum effect all right.
But eventually it was complete, the whole set had been delivered and the slipper was placed back in the cupboard where it belonged. Still she didn't say anything, didn't give the instruction to stand, as she took her time putting it away and returning behind Beckie to look at her handiwork.
"Hmm, a good start I suppose. Plenty of sting there. But I think now you've had a proper warm-up, we should move on to a light caning. After all, just a few strokes can put the proper sting in your tail that future spankings can build on. We don't want you getting comfortable at any point, after all."
So saying, she gave a slap of her hand to one buttock, and a little squeeze.
"You may straighten for a moment, rub your bottom if you think it will help."
Almost straight away, she was back to the cupboard of implements. The only mercy was that she selected the thinnest of canes, a slender, flexible rod. It looked very whippy, as though it would cause an intense sting, but not the sort to bite deep and leave vicious welts - if Beckie even knew the effects of different canes.
"Right, enough rubbing. Let's go for a different position now... climb onto my desk here, on all fours. Legs apart, back arched, thrust your bottom out properly. It's the perfect position for a caning, I think, it'll do you some good to be humbled like that, everything on display. And just think about later on, when you'll be displayed like that in front of others for another caning."
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