“This is gonna sting a little.” He said pushing my head towards his crotch. I felt a twinge at the top of my head where he made contact with the g...uze and the brief pain made me take a deep breath and then a burning sensation had me grabbing his legs and pulling his crotch right into my face. “Oh, okay,” he said questioningly and slightly chuckling. I did not let go even as the burning dissipated. I could feel the head of his hard cock against my face through his boxers and it was growing even. "Olivia, I am going to teach you a lesson in humility by taking this paddle and blistering your bottom." Olivia's eyes got wide as saucers, "What? You can't do that!" "Oh no? Shall I pack up my desk, then?" Again, the question hung in the air. Her mind could hardly process the situation. She knew she was wrong to be so bitchy. Part of her knew she deserved to be spanked. But her pride told her she was the most successful account manager at the company and in no way deserved to be paddled like a. Kate and friend accompanied me to the reception, where I could, I thought, order a taxi. The receptionist apologised. Didn’t I know that there was a 10 o’clock curfew, because Manila was, for the time being, under martial law? I could, therefore, only return to my hotel after six in the morning.The two friends were quick to exchange meaningful glances and a few whispered words before they offered me the spare single bed in their room. The receptionist extracted from me the extra charge. I. Gillins let her go, Frankie hugged, and kissed us both, we made it as far as the car before Frankie rushed out and attached herself to my back and wouldn’t move until she extracted a promise from me that I would phone her daily. The drive to Father Stevens’ residence was done with Red staring out the window, her chin on her knees and her arms wrapped around her legs. Not one word passed her lips on the journey. Joseph’s car was already there, the good Father was leaning against the door.