Thursday! At last. For the last two days I couldn't stop thinking about it - my next spanking. It's today! I was so excited as I rode my bike to Dr. Nivens' house. My tummy was feeling tingly from the time I woke up. Today I would prove to him that I could follow directions and take my punishment like a big girl! His car was already in the driveway in front of the garage when I rode up. I wondered why he was home so early.
He came out to greet me as I was getting off my bike. "Laura, I'm so glad to see you're early today. I was worried that you wouldn't come; that you might be scared to accept your punishment."
"No. I'm ready." I smiled.
He had a camera with him and asked me to ride up the driveway again so he could get a video of me arriving. "And smile at the camera when you get off your bike, Laura."
"Why?" I asked.
"Laura," he said, "part of your punishment is to do whatever I say. And even if you are embarrassed you must do it. Isn't that right?"
"And today, to add to your embarrassment, I'm going to be taking video of you. Don't worry. I certainly won't put this on the evening news! But I think the video will make you even more embarrassed. Am I right?" He smiled.
"Yes." I felt myself blush. "You mean even when you spank me? Even then?"
"Yes. It's part of your punishment. Now hop on your bike and ride back up here." Dr. Nivens looked happy but talked to me in a serious voice.
"Yes, Sir." I pushed my bike down the gentle slope and hopped on, turned around and rode back up, smiling. After I got off the bike and put down the kickstand, he had me say my name and age and that I've been a bad girl and that I was going to be punished. He even had me say that I promised to do whatever he asked even if it was embarrassing. I felt myself blush as I was saying those things. One of the things I had to say was, "...and I've been a naughty girl so I have to pull down my panties for a hard spanking." My skin felt red as I said that, looking into the video camera. Then we went in the house.
"What's that?" I giggled and went over to look at the large stuffed bear. It was as big as me, sitting in the middle of the couch.
Dr. Nivens laughed, too. "That's Bill-the-Bear. You can lay across him for some of your spankings and you can pretend his tummy is a horsy and ride him." He must have seen that I wanted to climb on him because then he said, "Go ahead, Laura. Pull him on the floor and roll around on him."
Bill was lots heavier than I expected and seemed pretty solid. Dr. Nivens had the camera in his hand as I rolled around with the big bear. He had me pretend I was riding his tummy and then I had to lay across him in the position for a spanking.
Then I noticed a little box on the couch and he motioned for me to go ahead and open it. Inside was a pair of sheer panties with a string up the back and a little triangle of white netting in front with a pink bow, and another little triangle in the back. There was a matching bra and a very short skirt made out of the same sheer, lacey material. The tingles surged through me as I held the flimsy material in my hands. This was so sexy. I had never seen cloth that was so sheer. It was airy, like clouds. "Take off your shoes and socks, Laura, then your shorts. Are you wearing a bra?"
"Yes. I have on my new one." I said. Mommy just got it for me a few weeks ago but I hadn't worn it yet. Size 30-A.
"Then take off your shirt, too. Just play with the bear in your bra and panties."
He was still holding the video camera as I got mostly undressed in his living room and rode Bear Bill's tummy like a horsy again. I was so excited that I got the giggles again while riding the horse. My tummy was so tingly inside. He walked around me with the camera while I rode the big bear like a horsy.
I started to take the new spanking outfit to the bathroom to change, but he wanted to hold the panties until I got back in the living room. He said, "It's OK. You'll have the skirt on. If you're too embarrassed, then wear you panties back out here under the new skirt." So he held the new panties as I took the little bra and matching sheer skirt into the downstairs bathroom.
I didn't know what to do. I could see right through the bra and skirt, so I left my panties on to walk back in the room. He seemed disappointed, but didn't say anything.
He motioned for me to ride the horsy again. I started to straddle Bill's tummy when he said, "Laura, now that you have the skirt on, take your old panties off. Give them here. If you feel embarrassed, then that is part of your punishment. You don't need these new panties on yet, because you're wearing the skirt."
I was biting my lip as I took off the panties and handed them to him. Tingles surged through me as I pulled down my cotton panties and stepped out. I knew he could see through the short skirt. He took my panties and put them in a zip-lock plastic bag, like we use in the kitchen at home, and motioned for me to ride the horsy again without any panties on under the skirt. Dr. Nivens pulled a purple scarf out of the same pocket where he had the plastic bag, and put it on the bear's tummy, like for a saddle. He got a piece of white rope out of his other pants pocket and put it around the bear's neck like a bridle for me to hold. While he was taking my picture I rode and bounced on the saddle, holding the reins. I had to scoot my hips forward and back according to his directions. Tingles and giggles swirled inside me, I was so excited.
He motioned for me to stop riding and stand up. My saddle was sticking to me between the legs, so I held it down with one hand in front and my other hand behind my bottom. Then Dr. Nivens handed me the new panties to put on. "You're doing a great job of following directions, Laura." He was still taking video of me, and then aimed the camera at my "horsy" with the purple scarf that had been my saddle. A large dark area down the center showed where my wet pussy had been rubbing on it. That's why it was sticking to me when I started to stand up. I blushed again when he picked it up and put it in another baggie. He didn't say anything about it, so neither did I. Maybe he didn't notice how wet it was. I hoped it wouldn't show up on his video.
I faced away from Dr. Nivens and his camera and stepped into the panties and pulled them up. The string that went from triangle to triangle between my legs wasn't any bigger than a piece of string. He warned me not to pull too tight because they might break. The triangle in front was actually above my pussy lips connected to a string that disappeared between my bald lips. I was tingling again when I turned around to face him, knowing he could see my lips. My few blond pubic hairs stuck through the sheer material, but you could hardly see them.
Dr. Nivens had me hold up the skirt in front and then in back as I turned around for the camera. I had to say again that I was a naughty girl and that I deserved a hard spanking. My breasts looked almost flat, about like marshmallows. I was aware that my pink nipples were stiff. The sexy, white, lacey netting in the bra was rubbing my nipples with every move. Dr. Nivens kept taking video of them and that didn't help them relax any. I tugged the bra around which felt good, but made them feel even more tingly. He motioned for me to go ahead and adjust my bra. I think he wanted me to squeeze and rub them for the camera, so I did.
I laid across the bear's tummy and put my feet apart like Dr. Nivens wanted me to do, so he could start spanking me. My knees weren't touching the ground as I laid across the stuffed bear's tummy. I was pretty much just touching the floor with my hands and toes, bent over the big bear. While Dr. Nivens fastened his camera to a little tripod I had to keep closing and opening my legs by sliding my feet out and back.
"Laura, I'm zooming in on your fanny now, before the spankings. It looks like the panties disappear between your buns. Reach back and pull your bottom wide open and hold it open. Keep opening and closing your legs. I want to make sure that I can tell you're wearing panties. Hold still if I say to, so I can zoom in even closer."
"Like this?" I asked, with one hand on each of my fanny cheeks, pulling myself open wide so he could see the thong of the panties. When I pulled myself open for the camera I could feel cool air on my pussy.
"Yes. Very good. Now I can see the thong. Pull your bottom open wider and move your cheeks around with your hands. Keep opening and closing your legs. Bend your knees and lift your bottom more sometimes. Show me you're ready for the first spanking today. Squirm around, Laura."
So I kept pulling my bottom open or letting it close while I opened and closed my legs and tried to lift my bottom towards his camera to show him I was ready for my spankings. My pussy was getting tingly knowing that the video camera was zoomed in between my legs!
The first spank took me by surprise. My hands were holding my bottom open and my legs were wide apart when he spanked the inside of my thigh with a ruler.
"Ouch!" I jumped and squirmed but then got back into position with my legs apart for him.
"Good, Laura. Lift your bottom higher. Keep pulling yourself open. I will spank you other places for a few minutes. Hold your legs apart now." As he talked he patted me with the ruler on my thighs and even on my pussy. Since he was mostly tapping softly I kept my legs open and held my bottom up, even though my knees weren't touching the floor. Whenever he tapped me harder on my pussy or thighs I twitched, but then got back in position. He began tapping my pussy harder and faster - not spanking, but just tapping. It was making my tummy feel shaky inside. Like tingles all over my tummy form my pussy to my belly button. I was squirming more, and pulling my buns this way and that as he kept tapping me and talking softly. He asked me if he was spanking me too hard.
"No, Sir." I said, and heard my self moaning as he tapped continuously on my little button. It felt cool and hot at the same time. I knew it must be all swollen up.
"I don't want to pinch you with the thong of your panties. Let me move it to the side. You're doing good holding your bottom up and open for the spankings, Laura." He hooked a finger under the thong up near the back triangle and slowly ran his finger all the way down to my pussy, lifting the string-thong out of me and pulling it to the side. His paddle felt real bumpy on one side and sometimes he rubbed the bumpy side across my little button. But most of the time he was tapping me on my thighs or pussy with the flat side. When he had the thong of my panties lifted over to the side I opened wider for him and he tapped harder and faster, often changing pace and how hard he was tapping me on my pussy. He tapped about once ever second or two, but sometimes it was longer - making me wait. He rubbed me with the bumpy part sometimes and asked me if it embarrassed me when he rubbed it.
"Yes. It's so embarrassing. Ohhhh." I said after he tapped it and then turned the paddle over to rub me with the bumpy side.
"Good! It's supposed to embarrass you. That's good. Push forward so your bottom is more up in the air. Put your hands down on the tops of your legs so you can pull yourself open underneath. That's it. Hold yourself wide open so I can embarrass you and spank you here."
After spanking the inside of my thigh he would switch to my pussy and tap harder and faster for a few seconds and then switch to my thighs again. I was worried that I would get the quivers while he spanked me. That would be embarrassing! But each time I was ready to get the quivers, he switched to my thighs with a hard spank.
"Should we change positions now, Laura, or should I spank you some more?"
"Spank me some more." I said quickly, feeling right on the edge of quivers.
"OK. Hold your bottom up and open. Tell me where you want me to spank you. Here" He asked as he spanked my thigh. "Or here?" and he spanked my pussy.
"Right there. Spank me there." I said, trying to open my legs wider.
"OK. But tell me that you're a naughty girl and that you need to be spanked. Keep telling me. And tell me to spank softer or harder. When you stop telling me to spank you, then I will stop. OK?"
"I'm such a bad girl. Spank me. Spank me like that. I'm a bad girl. Spank me harder." I kept saying that as he spanked my button. "I'm a very bad girl. Spank me harder. I'm so naughty! Ohhhhhhhh!" And I got the quivers. Wave after wave of quivers shot through my whole tummy. I closed my legs. "Ohhhh. Unnn."
Dr. Nivens stopped spanking and let the panties slide back into place. The paddle was pressed against my pussy while I had the quivers, then he slid it away and laid the paddle on the floor. He took my wrists in his hands and moved them up towards my shoulders. As I tried to breathe normally again he caressed my bottom with his right hand.
"Very good, Laura." He said softly. "Very good. You accept your spankings like a big girl. Just rest a minute, while I get your next outfit. Lie still." He squeezed my thigh with one hand and stroked down my bottom to the back of my left knee with his other hand. "Lie still."
I was worried that he would be mad because I closed my legs while he was spanking me, but he didn't say anything. Before he stood up, he kissed me in the middle of my back. It was so tender; like he was telling me he knew I was really a good girl.
He got up and moved the camera to the side while I caught my breath. I sat up and looked at the paddle. It was smooth, polished wood with ripples on one side and flat on the other. While I sat there looking at the paddle, rubbing the ridges with my finger, he came back in. He sat another box on the couch. "You liked those little ridges, didn't you?"
I got up, blushing, and looked in the box. "What's in the box?" I asked.
"You can look in just a minute. First I want you to undress for the camera. Tell me that you have been a bad girl and that you want the rest of your spankings. Take off the panties last and turn around for the camera."
"Yes, of course I know it will embarrass you, Laura. It's part of your punishment."
I undressed, looking right into the camera. I kept saying, "I'm a naughty girl and I need more spankings. I will get all ready for more spankings now. I've been so naughty." Then he handed me the paddle and I got on my hands and knees and spanked myself for the camera - reaching over my back to spank my bottom, and then between my legs to spank my thighs and pussy. I kept saying that I was a very naughty girl while I tapped and rubbed my button with the paddle. It was starting to get me ready to quiver again. "Unnnn." I said.
"Come over on the couch now, Laura and sit on the very front edge. I'll let you look in the box in just a minute."
He had me sit near the front edge in the middle of the couch and lean back so I could put my feet on the couch near my hips. Then I let my knees fall open. He told me what to say and then wanted me to keep talking about naughty things I do at home when I'm alone. It was so embarrassing.
"I have been so naughty that I need to spank myself. I like getting my spankings in front of the camera." I was rubbing my button with the bumpy side of the paddle while I started talking. I could tell I was blushing all over but feeling tingly, too. "Sometimes I'm naughty at home and touch myself here when I'm alone. I never touched myself in front of a camera before. I rub myself right here and then sometimes I get the quivers. It feels like I'm about to get the quivers now. Ooohhh." I rubbed my button with my left finger and then spanked my button with the paddle and kept switching like that. "Sometimes I put my finger inside me, like this." And I slid my left finger inside my open pussy. "This is so embarrassing. Uh, oh, I'm going to quiver again! Ooooohhhhhh. Unnnn." And I felt the quivers shoot through me. I let go of the paddle and grabbed my left breast with my right hand and squeezed it as the feelings kept surging through me. I was still looking at the camera as I put my feet down a minute later.
I peed a little bit when my quivers started and made a wet spot on the couch. Dr. Nivens told me not to worry about it. "It will dry, Laura. You did very good taking your spankings this afternoon. We'll stop for today. I'll keep your panties again. You can ride home again without them, can't you?"
"Yes, sure." Then I looked at the ground. "Dr. Nivens I'm so embarrassed. Really. I'm not pretending. I really was naughty. I hope you don't show the video to anybody else."
He laughed and hugged me. "I already told you. I won't put it on the evening news! Get dressed and ride on home. Can you come back Saturday morning? Say about ten? You still need more spankings, you know."
"Yes, I know." I looked at the box on the couch. "I'll come back Saturday at ten. Can I look now?"
I took the top off the gift box, about the size of a soccer ball. "What is it? And what are those things?" I asked.
He put the top back on the box. "You'll find out Saturday."
The air felt cool blowing up my shorts again as I pedaled home.
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