This choice: A store security guy grabs her • Go Back...Chapter #7A store security guy grabs her by: HeyoHey0   Jess can hardly believe it when the back of her dress is seized, and she can only watch helplessly as the purse thief makes off with her valuables. She started to pout, and kick her feet in frustration, much like a child having a tantrum. "Oh my god, I am so sick of this! I am an adult! LET ME GO! If you don't drop me right now, I'll come back later with the cops-" She gasped as she was cut off by a firm swat to her poofy backside, her face burning with indignation.
"I'm sick of kids like you coming in here and thinking they can run amuck," The store clerk growled, shifting so he was holding the girl under his big strong arm. He marched her back into the store, calling the attention of all the patrons inside. "I think I'm going to test out that new policy I consulted the landlord about just the other day." He reached up towards one of the shelves, and plucked a thick wooden paddle right off of it, causing Jess to gawk and squirm more.
"N-No! I'm sorry, I'll be good! You don't understand, that girl, she... she stole my-" Her tantrum earlier had made the clerk unreceptive to talking the matter out calmly, however. He simply hoisted the pink frills of the little dress out of the way, exposing the frilly pink panties that Jessie had been forced to put on as well, given that her usual shapewear was on her thief. They offered little protection as the paddle was braced on her bottom.
"That item you were attempting to steal costs 15 dollars. I'd say that's a fair amount of swats for you. Count out loud or that swat won't count." Jess tried in vain one last time, begging and pleading for the man to have mercy on her, but with little further ado, their was a swish and a THWACK! The paddle collided sharply with Jessie's tiny, perky bottom, staining it a deep reddish pink in one blow.
"YEOW!" Jessie immediately hollered, legs kicking in an attempt to dull the pain. "Please, please no more-" THWACK! "GAHAH! One!" The patrons around her were cheering as she got her butt walloped by the store clerk, who was unleashing full force on her poor, unprotected ass.
CRACK! "TWO-"
SMACK! "TH... THREE!"
THWACK! "AIEEE, FOUR!"
CRACK! "FAH! FIVE-"
Jessie could only pant, almost sobbing as the clerk reached for the pinkish girly panties, yanking them down to her knees. Her ass was already blotchy and red, having stood no chance against the massive paddle. She tried in vain to pull her panties up with her hand, but the store clerk simply applied his palm to her sore ass as a punishment, making her dance for a solid thirty seconds before brandishing his paddle again.
WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! Jessie could feel the humiliation melting away, the only sensation perceivable anymore was pain. Her ass had never been so tender and hot to the touch.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! The hoots and hollers of the patrons behind her were starting to fade, as was the circumstance of why she was even being punished. What had she done? Why was she here? What was she after?
CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! At this point, she was wailing openly, tears running down her cheeks as she pleaded and promised to be a good little girl. She'd forgotten to count, so the spanking extended far past the 15 she was initially slotted for. When all was said and done, the store clerk tacked on an extra 5 as punishment for not counting, rounding her total to 21 smacks with the hard wooden paddle against her tweenish little bottom. When he finally stopped and set Jess down on her feet, she almost stumbled down, and found that she could no longer put on her panties without hissing. She went to discard of them, but was quickly chided, "That's part of the punishment. Panties stay up, little missy. I'm going to call security. You wait right here, unless you want more."
The clerk turned his back to Jess, leaving her to sob like a little baby, humiliated as everyone around here laughed and mocked her amongst themselves. Jess looked from side to side uncertainly, and noticed that there was no longer anyone in between her and the door. But was it worth risking another dose of that paddle...? Jess ultimately decided to -   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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