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diary-debacle-6
Professor finally finished tanning Bubble's fanny and told her to switch places with her sister. She scrambled off the professor's lap, sobbing, hiccuping, and rubbing her bottom tenderly. She strained to gather her wits walked over to where Blossom stood in the corner. "Your turn," she sobbed.
"Bubbles, stop rubbing and spread those cheeks. Get that little hiney hole on display and put your nose in the corner. And don't you give me that look or I'll come over there and give you something to really cry about. Nose in corner. Now. And Blossom, get your bottom over here" The professor commanded.
Blossom turned around to face the professor. She desperately thought of any way to avoid or just delay the impending punishment from reaching her rear. "Professor, can I pick out a stuffie to hold? I mean, um, you let Bubbles do it so, so it would just be um, fair, right?" she stuttered out.
The professor smiled lovingly at her. Blossom usually tried to project maturity, but the situation had drawn out a much more childish display from her. "Sure, but be quick," he said.
Blossom scurried over to her bed, relieved for just a moment. She picked out her pink bear and hugged it tight. She turned to face the professor, almost hiding behind the bear, and slowly approached him.
"Get your naughty little tush over here, Blossom. You know you've got this coming," the professor said, motioning for her to hurry up. There was nowhere to run or hide. She felt as if her soul was leaving her body as she watched herself walk on autopilot towards the professor, who lifted her up and put her over his lap.
She now had an upside down view of the floor, the bottom of the chair, and her own feet dangling on the other side of the professor's lap. He lectured her about how naughty her bottom was, how cruel she had been to Buttercup, and how he expected more from her. But she was completely tuning him out and plotting revenge against Buttercup in her mind. She had to make that snitch pay. Mentally she drifted into various possible schemes.
Her plotting came to a sudden end as she noticed the room had gone totally silent. The present moment came flooding back into her mind and her consciousness became completely dominated by the feeling of her bare butt sticking up in the air, completely vulnerable and exposed. This was inhumane. Humiliating. She was too old for this.
She felt him pat her lily-white tush softly a few times. She shut her eyes and clung to her stuffie tightly. He was about to begin. He took a deep breath and stretched his arm. He knew that Blossom had been the mastermind behind stealing Buttercup's diary. And Blossom, being the oldest, was often held to a higher standard. So he had every intention of beating her naughty little butt good and hard today.
She waited for a moment. Nothing. Then, suddenly- WHAP!!! A hard smack came down on her left cheek. She howled. She knew she had it coming good today, but she didn't realize just how good until that first smack came down. This was going to be a long, hard punishment. The second smack came down just as hard as the first, this time on her right cheek. She shrieked and kicked her legs, tears already forming in her eyes.
"Professor, please-" was all she could get out. The smacks continued to rain down on her naked fanny at a dizzying pace. She moaned and yelped as her bottom began to glow bright pink. She flailed frantically but the professor held her down tightly and spanked every inch of her butt.
She couldn't believe how hard he was smacking her bum. Life was so unfair. He was the meanest man in the world and her sister was so cruel for having gotten her into this terrible mess by tattling on her. Soon those thoughts were crowded out of her mind by the all encompassing fire on her rear end. Her entire awareness was limited to her two bouncing, burning butt cheeks, which were now an angry red.
She began sobbing wildly and her feet slowly stopped kicking. She now lay limp over the professor's lap. He was nowhere near finished with her, though. He continued spanking and lecturing her for another five and a half minutes before letting her up.
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