“Go fetch it.” someone urged, so I did. When I got to the counter, there was no drink waiting. Instead, Mr Sex-Appeal bar tender came around to th... front of the bar and hoisted me onto the highly polished dark-wood counter top. What? Hmmmmm, yummy? A jumble of incoherent thoughts flashed through my brain. Before I could react or say anything, he lay me down on countertop and spread me as he wanted me – legs straight, arms loosely at my sides. I don’t know if it was that or the encouraging. Shortly she came back to me and stood before me dripping wet. She had not brought a towel with her and just stood there to dry in the sun. Her feet were spread, her pussy was puffy, and there were dark hairs sticking out of her bikini. The hair on her head was just as dark as that on her pussy. Her nipples were hard and poking out rather nicely.She knew where my eyes were looking but she didn’t seem to care. In fact she was staring at my crotch as I sat there in the hot sand looking up at. “Ouch! That really hurts!” I said. “It is supposed to. This therapy should help motivate you to lose weight.” “It is motivating me already.” Now I felt a nice warm glow to my whole lower body. Although I was still feeling the sting of the paddle, this warm glow was a different feeling for me. “You will receive a spanking like this, or even more severe, until you reach and stay at your desired weight.” “You have spanked me enough. You are motivating me,” I exclaimed. “We aren’t finished quite. She looked at me and said, “Let me check with my parents, and I can let you know on the afternoon break.” The break bell sounded, and she had to go back to work. I went back to work too, and could not wait to get her answer. I had lunch at home and waited for the break bell. When I went outside to find her, she was at our bench, looking around for me. I went over to the bench and sat down. She spoke up right away, like she had gotten permission from the teacher to do something very exciting,.