Just Another Day at the Office after WWIII - Part 4

 

 

Authors note: I've decided to take a rest from my "Tuttle" stories and instead upload another chapter from my post WWIII story. Unfortunately, this old story consists of sequential episodes. Thus, to get up to speed click here to read Part 3.

Part 4 starts off with discipline in the workplace, but the discipline dispensed at the very end is rather hard to classify.  It's somewhere between domestic and judicial.  Feel free to leave a comment on how you would categorize this punishment session and whether you found it interesting.

The drawing above I chose because I liked the expression on the faces of both the employee and her boss.  She clearly wishes she had performed better, and he is confident that he taught her to mend her ways. (For full size, simply click on the drawing.)

Just Another Day at the Office after WWIII - Part 4

By Tiredny

While Carolyn was ruminating about domestic discipline from Robert, the six production workers left the office suite and Carolyn's premonition about the condition of these workers proved exceptionally accurate.  All six had red eyes, runny noses and terribly sore and scorched hind cheeks.  It really wasn't a difficult call on Carolyn's part as this same scenario played out pretty much the same way every day.

Speaking of domestic discipline, the six workers aren't done!  Those with boyfriends knew they had better inform their boyfriends about the spankings at work. A failure to do so, risked a much harder and prolonged thrashing.  This is a risk no one could chance.  Naturally, the punished women would just dread the “augmentation” swats they'd get from their boyfriends and it was natural tendency to plead for forgiveness.  When that failed (as it always did) they'd then offer their boyfriends sex on a scale that was simply exhausting ... NOT as a way to avoid the spankings, but in an attempt to delay those punishments until their sore fannies recovered a bit.

The more interesting situation was that of the single women.  Some lived at home while others lived in government dorms with 3 or 4 girls sharing sleeping quarters.  Those that lived at home had to report any spankings at work or at school to the male in charge.  Usually that would be the girl's father, but sometimes it would be her uncle or even her brother.  In any case, just like the girls with boyfriends they could expect to receive hard “augmentation” punishments.  The only difference being these young women had no hope of getting any delay.  Most would go to bed that night crying very hard with very sore, welted, trembling hind ends.  

Finally, those workers living in the single women's dorms were NOT immune.  All dorms had a floor supervisor called a Dorm Monitor (frequently called 'Dorm Mom') whose job it was to maintain order. Rule infractions were punished quite severely by the DM's.  In addition they also handed out “augmentation” swats to reinforce punishments received at school, work, church, prisons, etc.  (Reason that augmentation swats could be tied to prison punishments is that towards the end of sentences, prisoners were often in 'work - release' programs where they lived during the week in these dorms, but returned to the prisons on the weekends.  Thus any punishments earned over those weekends would be augmented by the girl's DM during the week.)

Further, it was standard practice to report any punishments given to single women directly to their dorm administrators.  Consequently, it was always better for the girls to report themselves to their DM rather than having the DM ask why they hadn't reported.  A failure to self-report would always result in a significantly longer and harder spanking.

Carolyn knew the rules and knew she was destined to get the dorm strap publicly tonight before bed.  This is another reason she wished she had a boyfriend.  That is, to hopefully move out of the dorm and thus avoid these painful and embarrassing public punishments.  Even if Robert was willing to take her as a “girlfriend,” it was typical for the girl to remain in the dorm for one to two months in order to make sure the relationship “took.”  Naturally, she'd be able to sleep with her boyfriend at his place or a hotel, but any earned “augmentation” swats would still be given as soon as she returned.  Unless that is, her boyfriend sent along with her a note indicating that he had personally administered the required augmentation spanking. Naturally ALL of the girls would much prefer to be punished by their boyfriends than the very strict DM's. As a result, whenever a “girlfriend” was disciplined at work, school etc., she'd strive for a “date” with her boyfriend at which she'd eagerly confess that she had been punished while at the same time lowering her skirts and underpants.

~00O00~

By 1:30 pm Carolyn had returned from the company cafeteria and sat at her desk in a fair amount of discomfort.  Fortunately, the company cafeteria had counters with tall stools, so Carolyn was able to eat her lunch standing at the counter and ... she was NOT alone.  There were a number of secretaries and production workers eating at the counter while standing next to empty stools.  All of these women had red eyes and a few of the secretaries were sniffling.

While eating her company provided lunch, which was rather bland, but nutritious, Carolyn was thinking about approaching Robert and asking him to dispense her augmentation spanking. She quickly decided that might be perceived as being way too presumptuous and might even “cool” Robert to the whole boyfriend idea.  Next, she had no idea how Robert would feel about giving an augmentation spanking when he had dispensed the original spanking. Finally, after dispensing so many spankings today, there was a fair chance Robert would prefer to delegate the augmentation spanking to Carolyn's DM anyhow. 

Thus, she reasoned the only course for her was to report to her DM, Maude Grubber, as soon as she got home.  Naturally, during the next few hours she'd have to prepare herself mentally for a good strapping.  That is, a good strapping just before bed in front of her dorm mates.  This would NOT her first dorm spanking nor would it be her last. 

At 5 minutes to 2:00 pm, 33-year-old Rebecca Barnett walked into the office suite and asked Carolyn for her official results.  Carolyn handed them to Rebecca and wished her good luck.

“No chance of anything 'good' happening to me today,” answered Rebecca and she continued, “I know I missed my quota by quite a bit.  Not only am I going to get it good from Robert, but my boyfriend Anthony will spank me soundly tonight. Then I can expect a good spanking before work every day for the next week.  Anthony believes those once a month punishments don't provide enough encouragement for me to improve performance, so his 'augmentation punishment' typically lasts a week or sometimes two!”

“Oh dear!” responded Carolyn and she followed, “Don't feel bad, Rebecca.  Several girls in the secretarial pool told me their boyfriends punished them the same way.”

“Yes, I know.  Sigh ... I'm NOT the only one!  In fact my previous boyfriend occasionally punished me this way, so I wasn't that surprised when Anthony explained how he'd handle matters.  In many other ways though, Anthony treats me far better than all my other boyfriends.  So a sore backside now and then, is a small price to pay.”  Rebecca then leaned closer to Carolyn and in a low voice continued, “I'll tell you a secret, Carolyn.  If you ever find yourself promised a spanking in the morning from your man, try to wear him out in the sack that night and I mean WEAR HIM OUT!  If you do, you'll find that morning spanking will be a lot easier to take!  This was a trick taught to me by my mother and ... it really works!  Conversely, Mom told me that whenever she was in a mood and rejected Dad's advances, he'd give her a morning spanking that was quite hard and went on ... well, she said it seemed like forever!”

“OK, now that is a piece of advice I'll file away,” whispered Carolyn while thinking about Robert and how he'll handle the required augmentation discipline.  Since Robert would usually be the dispenser of her primary discipline, daily “pre-work” augmentation spankings would be something he just might consider.  Knowing Robert, he'd want his girlfriend to set the very highest example, so again ... daily pre-work spankings for a week or two would not be much of a stretch at all.

'Ouch! What am I getting myself into?' worried Carolyn.  Then she immediately thought, 'What am I saying?  A bare bottom spanking from a boyfriend no matter how hard or long is still way, way better than getting a bare bottom strapping from the DM in front of the entire dorm.'

While these thoughts were swirling around in her head she directed Rebecca to enter Robert's office.  Upon entering, Rebecca handed her results to Robert and immediately stepped out of her shoes.  While Robert was going over her report, she unclipped the tabs from her stockings and reached under she skirt and slip to tug down her panty girdle.  She continued until the girdle was at her ankles and she then removed completely.

After scanning the report, Robert explained, “Rebecca, I'm sorry to say, but you missed your sales quota by 8.7% and that means 9 sound strokes with the company strap.  Now those strokes are meant as an incentive to implement the improvement plan that I just looked over.  And I must say: I very much like your plan.  Now, do you have any questions?”

“No, Sir and thank you, Sir,” answered Rebecca and she continued, “Between your swats and Anthony's spankings, you can be sure I'll be getting REWARD CHIPS next month, Sir!”

“Well, that would be the ideal outcome,” remarked Robert as he walked to the wall behind his desk and removed from its hook the heavy company strap.

At the same time, Rebecca knowing the drill walked over to the punishment tabled,  leaned over it and raised high on her back both her knee length skirt and half slip.  Her white unblemished hind cheeks were then totally bare and properly presented for the strap, but ... she was NOT done.  While holding the skirt and slip with her left hand, with her right hand she gently rolled the right nylon stocking down to her knee.  She then reversed positions and rolled her left stocking down to her knee as well.  Rebecca understood that with nine swats due, she would expect some swats on her thighs.  She wanted Robert to understand her readiness to accept the punishment she'd earned, without him needing to instruct her to bare her thighs. Once her thighs were exposed and presented for the strap, she locked her arms behind her back, a deliberate gesture that ensured her skirt and slip remained clear of her bottom—the intended target for the company strap.

Robert was impressed with Rebecca's acceptance of the forthcoming strapping and even though he was clearly unhappy with her performance, decided to give her a moderate spanking of six swats on her hind cheeks and only 3 swats on her tender thighs.

“OK Rebecca, here we go.  Nine sound strokes of the company strap to serve as an incentive to implement your sales improvement plan. Are you ready?”

“Yes, Sir!  Thank you, Sir!”

With that Robert raised the strap high over his head and brought it down almost vertical at the top of Rebecca's jutting, white hind cheeks.  A loud CCRRACK was heard similar to a clap of thunder and Rebecca's cheeks were set bouncing and wobbling. Eventually, they stopped and returned to their normal position, but with a bright red welt at the very top of her cheeks where the vertical crack begins.  Rebecca hissed and winced in pain, but that was all.  Clearly Rebecca was a veteran, as a girl with little experience would be screaming in pain due to that first hard swat with the company strap.

For the second stroke, Robert twisted a bit and brought the strap down hard in a more horizontal fashion right across the very center of Rebecca's round rump. This time the heavy strap flatten both cheeks and again set them wobbling. Rebecca once again made no other movements, and kept her backside properly presented, but could not withhold a modest, “Ouccch!”

On the third stroke, Robert decided it was time for Rebecca to appreciate the importance of meeting her sales quota and he would achieve that by significantly increasing Rebecca's discomfort.  To that end he again twisted around as he drew back the strap and once fully back released it in a horizontal hard swing that connected with Rebecca's thighs immediately below the round, solid cheeks.

“YEEEOOOOOWWWWW!” yelled Rebecca as the heavy strap set her tender thighs quivering and trembling. She did NOT move out of position, but for the balance of her spanking her thighs continued quivering, and her legs worked back and forth while her feet remained fixed in place.  In spite of this movement, Rebecca kept both her cheeks and thighs, which now also sported a bright red weal, in the proper position to receive her duly earned punishment.

Robert opined that when giving hard spankings, it was always easier if the recipients were veterans.  For with veterans rarely did you have to warn them to remain in place and again, rarely did they earn extra swats for breaking the strict rules enforced during punishments. Rebecca was doing just fine.  Her quivering thighs and shaking legs were no problem as long as she held position. There was no question that Robert was giving her a sound punishment, but he had decided against an ultra severe whipping, like the poor women convicts frequently got with a very similar strap.

On the fourth stroke, Robert returned to her cheeks and landed a hard swat immediately below the first swat.  There was no longer any attempt by Rebecca to hold back, and she shouted, “YYOOUUCCHH!  That hurts!” and continued with the back and forth of her legs.  Her feet never left position and so she presented no challenge to an experienced disciplinarian like Robert.

For the fifth stoke, Robert brought the strap down hard, but at the last minute directed it slightly upwards so that the strap landed flush on the under-hang where the slack, white cheeks were their heaviest and had the most padding. Both cheeks were visibly driven upwards and continued wobbling for a second or two before returning to their normal position, but ... no longer white.  The heavy strap left a clear impression of bright red, raised skin that indicated a strap had made hard contact very recently. Again Rebecca yelled out, “OWWWWWW! That hurts!  That hurts, but please continue there and NOT on my thighs.  Please ....”

Robert, of course, had no intention of obeying a girl getting a justly deserved spanking.  Moreover, he was determined she'd get three sound spanks on her thighs and delivered the next stroke about an inch lower down on her thighs from her first thigh crack. Rebecca screamed out, “YEEEOOOOOWWWWW! OH, GOD HOW THAT HURTS!!” at the same time her legs really kicked into high gear going back and forth.  As before, her feet never moved and she presented both bottom and thighs in almost perfect position to receive the strap.

It was clear to Robert that he was getting the message through and he stayed the course.  That is he directed the next two swats to Rebecca's now steaming hind cheeks and the ninth and last swat an inch below the last thigh crack. After the last stroke, Rebecca just screamed and cried.  Tears poured from her eyes while mucus dripped from her nose. She never left position, though!  She was a true veteran!

Shortly, Robert instructed her to pick up her panty girdle and improvement plan and to see Carolyn.  As she was leaving, he asked if she would be making any more sales calls today.  When she relied that she had three scheduled, Robert strongly recommended that she remove her nylon stockings and raise the hem on her skirt.  “Believe me, Rebecca, those welts on your thighs can only help when you make sales calls.  Professional buyers like doing business with highly disciplined firms.  Further, you have nothing to feel ashamed about.  Getting a spanking for missing your sales quota is standard procedure in the BEST of companies.”

“Yes, Sir,” answered Rebecca, “I'll do as just you say.  I sure hope I can turn those awful 'thigh cracks' into sales!  If it works as well as you say, Sir, I might even ask Anthony to use the strap on my thighs rather than his usual bare fanny spankings.  Oh and thank you, Sir, for your 'incentive'.  You'll have no need to give me another 'incentive' next month; I promise you!”  With that Rebecca collected her things and went to Carolyn to complete the punishment log and get her backside photographed.

Fortunately, that was the last spanking Robert dispensed at work that day; for the final three salesgirls all earned REWARD CHIPS.  As the workday drew to a close, Robert mentioned to Carolyn that he would be sure to discuss the potential girlfriend option with Margaret as soon as he got home.  He then wished Carolyn a pleasant evening.

~00O00~

On the 50 minute bus ride home (and standing the entire time), Carolyn dwelt on Roberts final comment about having a “pleasant evening”.  All she could think was: “Fat chance of that when you know you're going to get your bare hind end soundly strapped by your dorm mom.”  Then she remembered that it wasn't Robert's fault that she was late so many times.  Indeed, it was Carolyn herself who suggested a spanking rather than being written up.

Upon arriving at her dorm, she immediately knocked on Maude Grubber's door as she planned to immediately inform her DM of her punishment today at work.  Upon being asked to enter, she found her DM sitting at her desk working on some papers.  “Hello, Carolyn, how are you today,” asked Maude

“Well, Mom, actually... not so good.  I'm here to report that my boss gave me a very sound spanking at work today,” replied Carolyn.

“Well, let me check the referrals that just came in.  Hmmm, nothing has been reported for you so far, but your company's referrals often come in on the following day.”

“Well, then that's great news!!  I can wait until tomorrow, Mom.  No problem!”

“No so fast, young lady,” countered the DM.  “You know that my philosophy is that 'augmentation spankings' are best given on the day earned. Further, had you NOT reported today and your referral for today's discipline came in tomorrow, you would have found yourself in a heap of trouble.  Now, tell me why you got spanked and briefly describe the spanking.”

“Mom, I got spanked because of persistence tardiness at work. I was never more than 15 minutes late and my boss Robert threatened to write me up.  At that point I asked for a spanking instead, and he gave me a good one ... with that awful brush of his.”

“Hmmm, seems to me, you got off easy!”

“No, Mom, it hurt something terrible and still stings.  I was only a few minutes late, because I could NOT sleep after Jordan dumped me.”

“Yes, I heard about you and Jordan.  I'm guessing Jordan never spanked you ... right?”

“No, Mom, he never did, but I'm a good girl.  I didn't do anything to deserve a spanking.”

“Nonsense, Carolyn, you are head strong and some of these men just don't know how to handle their women.  Why if I even looked funny at my Edgar, he'd have walloped my bare rear end something fierce.”  (Maude has been a widow for six years now.)

“Yes, ma'am,” answered Carolyn fully recognizing that any rebuttal would only cost her poor rump more discomfort.

“Well, Carolyn, thank you for being responsible and reporting.  Naturally, you'll be on REPORT tonight. Now go and get ready for dinner.”

“Yes, ma'am,” sighed Carolyn coming to terms with the reality that she would indeed get a strapping tonight she had hoped to delay.

~00O00~

 

Dinner was long over and it seemed to Carolyn that the clock was ticking to 10:00 pm at 10 times its normal speed.  By 9:45 pm Maude Grubber required all dorm members to be dressed in their dorm supplied pajamas and to be assembled in the common room.  These dorm supplied pajamas were made of the cheapest cotton dyed a deep olive color and consisted of a short blouse and short pants (longer pants were issued in winter).  All forty dorm mates were in the large common room chatting, watching TV, playing cards, etc. when Maude walked in at exactly 10:00 pm.

Immediately everyone stopped talking and stood at attention.  Maude then announced, “Good Evening, ladies.”

Everyone then responded with the scripted response, “Good Evening, Dorm Monitor Grubber.”

“Tonight, we have the following three members on Report:  Susan Weekly, Janet Summers and Carolyn Wilson.  We have no announcements, so we'll move with speed to get this unpleasantness over with quickly.  Susan and Janet, please move the punishment bench to the center of the room and Carolyn, please get the dorm strap.”

Susan and Janet with haste went to the side wall and move the punishment bench to the center of the room.  This bench was very similar to the narrow benches seen in most locker rooms.  Meanwhile, Carolyn went to the far wall and remove from its hook the dreaded 'dorm strap'.  Now the business end of this strap was made mostly of black rubber and it was an exact duplicate of Robert's strap, except ... it was only half as long.  “OCW” was the slang term used by the dorm members when referring to this strap, which stood for “One Cheek Wonder.”  Carolyn then respectfully handed the wooden handle end of the dorm strap to Maude.

Maude then gave the command, “OK, ladies, let's get into Report Position and face your nearest wall.”

Immediately, every woman lowered her pajama pants to her knees and faced her closest wall.  This was Maude Grubber's ritual for dispensing punishments.  She had every girl's bare bottom on display at the nightly ritual for the following reasons:

1.  Insure every girl understood she had better behave as no one was exempt from discipline

2.  Check the condition of bottoms to see if anyone was trying to avoid their justly due augmentation spanking

3.  As the strap was being applied, let each girl envision how it would feel on her own bare behind

As Maude scanned the room, she clearly saw the bruises left by Robert's brush on Carolyn's rather red bottom.  Then she spotted clear, recent strap marks on Wendy's hind end and she immediately asked “Wendy, do you have anything to report?”

Wendy hobbled as quickly as she could to Maude and very nervously answered, “YES, ma'am.  My boyfriend, William, gave me a strapping tonight for disobedience and here is his notice.”

“Very good, Wendy.  You may return to your position.” 

~00O00~

Maude did NOT believe in giving augmentation spankings in the case of domestic discipline, but ... some DM's did!  It must be remembered that DM's were given a fair amount of latitude in ruling their dorm.  There were consequences, however.  That is, if it was viewed that a particular dorm lacked discipline, that DM would get punished.  DM punishments were always public ... that is, in front of the other DM's ... and quite severe ... they got the prison strap HARD across their bare backsides.  A session like this was guaranteed to cause any DM to significantly “tighten things up” in her dorm.

~00O00~

Maude then discovered recent cane marks across Annie's round bottom.  She then challenged Annie, who like Wendy hobbled quickly to Maude.  Annie in a subdued voice responded, “Yes, ma'am, my boyfriend's wife gave me a good caning for impertinence and here is the notice.”

Again a domestic discipline case that Maude would ignore.  It was a little different though, as Annie was NOT punished by her boyfriend, which was by far the most common situation. Annie was embarrassingly caned by her boyfriend's wife and now the entire dorm knew it.  Wives would, as a matter of course, punish children, domestic servants and other females residing in their household, such as sisters, cousins, sisters-in-law, etc.  Girl friends would NOT be exempt and should learn to act accordingly.

Anyhow, it was time to move forward with tonight's spankings.  Maude then ordered, “Ladies, please face the punishment bench and Susan climb aboard!”

Susan, with pajama pants at her knees hobbled as quickly as she could to the bench and lay on the bench “sunny side up.”  All dorm mates knew the one and only position approved by Maude Grubber.  That is, with your hands firmly grabbing the end of the bench and your forearms underneath.  Your chin would then rest on your hands with your feet held tightly together.  Some girls would opt to cross their feet making it harder to move out of position.  Moving out of position of course would always mean extra swats.

Maude then informed, “Susan, you are getting four swats for not making your bed properly this morning.”  With that Maude lifted the strap high over her head and brought it down as hard as she could across Susan's bare left hind cheek.  A loud CCRRACKK reverberated around the sparse room and Susan screeched out, “OHH WWWOOOWW!”

Thirty-nine other bare bottoms winced in sympathy and Maude delivered the second in exactly the same manner as fast as she could. 

Susan again yelled out, “OUUUCCCHH!  THAT REALLY HURRRTSSSS!”

Maude quickly went to Susan's other side and delivered the last two swats as hard and as fast as she could.

Susan screeched out at each swat, but wasted no time on the final swat.  She immediately got up, pranced about and rubbed her livid, red bare bottom.  From experience, Susan knew that remaining on the bench when your spanking was over only earned “encouraging swats” to get moving.  She did not cry as Susan has been on the bench many times over the last year and four swats was a fairly minor spanking.  Nevertheless, it stung like the Dickens and Maude allowed (some DM's did NOT) delinquents to alleviate the sting in any manner they chose.

Maude then applied four hard swats to Janet's bare hind end in exactly the same fashion for leaving dirty clothes lying about.  Janet took her spanking pretty much the same as Susan only she ended with some tears running down her cheeks.  Janet was a slim girl without the padding that Susan and Carolyn had and consequently, really felt those hard spanks. Upon completion of her spanking, she hopped about rubbing and singing, “WOW that stings. Darn that hurts!  Ouch, ouch ....”

Finally, it was Carolyn's turn and Maude informed her, “Carolyn, for getting spanked today at work by your boss, I plan to give you ten hard swats with the dorm strap.  Purpose of this spanking is to remind you that obedience is required at work just as in our dorm. Please position yourself on the punishment bench, Carolyn.”

A soft sigh was heard around the room when Maude announced the ten swat punishment.  While four swats stung something terrible, everyone knew that ten swats ... five hard swats delivered as fast as she could to each bare hind cheek ... would be very hard to take and very hard to hold position.

Carolyn went as fast as she could to the bench and lay down in the proscribed position.  Knowing full well how hard it would be to maintain position, Carolyn crossed her legs hoping to “lock them in position.”  In addition, once her chin was firmly resting on her hands, she arched her back as much as she could and this forced her bottom up and in the perfect position for the dreaded dorm strap.  In particular, the under-hang of her hind cheeks was tilted up offering Maude plenty of re-estate.  This was a “trick” Carolyn learned from her mother.  Her mother taught her that when due a spanking from her father, to offer her entire bottom for punishment.  There were two reasons for doing this.  First off, this position showed clearly that you were cooperating and accepting the spanking due.  This was a good thing for it would take the edge off their angry husband/father. Secondly, by offering the hard to reach under-hang you made accessible more area for the husband/father to apply his punishment.  This way he would NOT run out of bottom to punish and instead start landing hard swats on tender thighs.  Now as everyone knows, avoiding spanks on tender thighs was a highly desired goal whenever a spanking was at hand.

When Maude saw the very 'cooperative' position adopted by Carolyn, she softened her resolve to give Carolyn a truly hard whipping.  Instead, she decided upon a typical ten swat 'reminder type' spanking without any swats to her thighs. As before, once the target was in position, Maude very quickly raised the strap high in the air and brought down the first hard SSMMAACKKK on Carolyn's bare left hind cheek and that was quickly followed by four more  ... SPPPANKKK  SMMAACCCK  CCRACKKKK  SMMMACKKKK.

Carolyn remained silent for the first two, but on the third and every swat thereafter she let out loud  YOOWWEEEE's, OOUCHHES's and YOOOUCHHH's.  In spite of the terrible sting in her backside, however, Carolyn never left position.  All around her there were bare bottoms wincing in sympathy and very grateful it was NOT them on the bench.

Maude quickly changed sides and delivered the remaining five swats on Carolyn's right hind cheek.  Carolyn continued to cry out with each and every swat, but never moved from position.  On the last swat, she jumped up and started prancing around the room tenderly holding her very sore bottom cheeks while tears streamed from her eyes and mucus dripped from her nose. 

Maude then told the assembled women that the nightly ritual was finished and that they should pull up their pajama bottoms.  Next, she warned them to always, always behave at work and finally that 'lights out' would be in an hour.  

Several of Carolyn's friends helped her to her bed and applied towels saturated with cold water to her purple, swollen, and quivering bottom cheeks. This helped somewhat in reducing the swelling, but the sting was still there and would only diminish with time.  Carolyn remained in bed and fell asleep long before lights out, but before she went to sleep she thought about Robert.  She really hoped Robert would take her as a girlfriend as any bare bottom spanking from Robert would be far, far better than getting these dreadful strappings from Maude ... in front of everyone.

She then remembered Annie and the cane marks on her bottom given to her by her boyfriend's wife.  She wondered whether Margaret would demand spanking privileges.  This was certainly NOT something that Carolyn would look forward to.  On the other hand, if she let Margaret know she expected to submit to spankings just as the other women in Margaret's household, Margaret might feel less “threatened” by this girlfriend.  Further, if she felt “less threatened” she might be more receptive to the whole idea.  As these thoughts were spinning around in her head, she wasn't sure what to do.  Just before she fell asleep, she resolved to try to get Margaret on her side as she knew Robert would be a hard sell and she desperately wanted to avoid any more of these excruciating dorm punishments.