Page 15 of Taught By the Doctor
“Yes, sir. I will!” Zoey cried out quickly, hoping to delay the inevitable.
Evan’s response was to tug at the waistband of her tight leggings, revealing her full baby pink panties. “We’re going to make sure of that,” he promised. He then brought his hand down sharply on the summits of each cheek.
Zoey’s face immediately turned pink as she processed that she was getting spanked in the car, in the middle of the morning. She nervously looked up out one of the side windows and didn’t see anyone, but that didn’t mean no one was around. She squirmed in mortification. “Please, Evan! Someone might see. Please stop!”
“Chances of someone seeing are pretty low,” Evan told her in a surprisingly gentle voice. “Whether the chance is high or low however, doesn’t change the fact that you are not allowed to tell me to stop your punishments.” He pulled at the waistband of her panties then, exposing a bit of her lower cheeks.
Evan wasn’t angry with Zoey, but he was frustrated. She was being such a brat and on their day off of all days. He wasn’t planning this to be a particularly hard spanking. He knew that being spanked in public severely embarrassed her, so he was going to take advantage of that.
Zoey buried her face in her outstretched arms in mortification, squeezing her eyes shut.
“I was planning on letting you get away with arguing with me on the beach since this is supposed to be a special day,” Evan told her, spanking the delicate exposed flesh of her lower bottom cheeks. “But then you decided to show me some bad attitude just now. You should know by now that I’m not going to put up with that.”
Zoey was somehow able to recognize what was happening, despite being in the distracting compromised position. Evan wasn’t swatting her very hard, and he was leaving more than a second between each spank. She groaned. He was planning on making this a long session.
“Evan, please,” she begged, shifting over his thighs.
That earned her two hard swats, one on each of the backs of her thighs. “What are you supposed to call me while you’re being punished?”
“Dr. Anderson!” she cried out, kicking her feet a bit. “I’m sorry! I’ll be good now, I promise.”
“And what does that mean, Zoey?” Evan asked. He punctuated the questions by yanking her panties down, causing Zoey to gasp and squirm. “That’s not good enough. You need to tell me how you’re going to change your behavior.” He started to rub her bare bottom, loving the way it made the firm, but still soft flesh tense up in anticipation of the coming chastisement.
It was difficult for Zoey to think while over her boyfriend’s lap. She racked her brain desperately for an appropriate answer that would satisfy him. “Um, I’ll fix my attitude and I won’t talk back either?”
Evan chuckled. “Are you asking me?”
Zoey shook her head quickly. “No! I will do that.”
Evan’s chuckling turned into full laughs. “So, you will talk back?”
Zoey groaned. “No!”
Evan just continued to laugh while he resumed the spanking, keeping the swats light, but still hard enough to sting with each swat. He lifted his leg a bit so that her bottom was higher up on his lap. That also gave him more access to the sensitive flesh between her bottom and thighs.
Zoey gasped in outrage. “You’re enjoying this!” she accused, her eyes widening at the realization. “You aren’t really mad at me, are you? You just wanted to spank me.”
Evan stopped laughing, but a smirk formed on his face in place of it. He grasped one fleshy bottom cheek in his hand and leaned his head down to whisper in her ear. “The fact that I’m enjoying this doesn’t mean it isn’t fully deserved,” he told her, giving her two harsh swats on her thighs for emphasis. “I am punishing you for your attitude and giving you a stern warning to behave for the rest of the day.”
Evan let his words sink in for a moment before releasing her pink flesh and peppering her butt with mild swats, starting from the very top of her bottom all the way down to the tops of her thighs. He allowed about two to three seconds between each strike, enjoying the way the pauses made Zoey wiggle over his lap. He made at least a dozen trips up and down her bottom before resting his large hand over her quivering cheeks.
“Are you going to be my good girl now?” he asked in his deep doctor voice, running his hard palm along the base of herbottom. He watched the flesh clench, causing their dimples to wink up at him.
“Yes, Dr. Anderson,” Zoey said in a clear, respectful voice. Her voice hitched when she saw the very tops of heads through the car window. She moved to get up, throwing her hands back to cover her bare pink bottom.
“Zoey!” Evan scolded, swiftly grabbing her tiny wrists in one hand before raining hard smacks all over her wiggling butt. “You know better than that. I was going to end this spanking, but you’ve just earned yourself a few more minutes.”
Zoey whined in dismay, kicking her feet. “Please, no! This is so humiliating, Ev—I mean Dr. Anderson!”
Evan suddenly pushed on Zoey’s back so that she was forced to put her hands on the floor of the car to steady herself. Her center of gravity shifted so that her bottom was higher up on Evan’s lap and her head hung low. Evan took full advantage of this and spanked the summits of each cheek until they were a healthy pink. The slapping sounds filled the car, making Zoey’s face turn red with shame. She was actually somewhat grateful that her head was almost touching the floor of the car. At least a good part of her body was hidden.
Evan spanked harder than he had been for the last part of the punishment, wanting Zoey to feel the effects on their drive. He also wanted to be sure that he was getting through to her and her little whimpers and cries were the best way to verify that. He liked to end spankings with about a dozen hard well-placed swats and that’s exactly what he did, causing Zoey to gasp and yelp.
Once the spanking was over, Evan cupped Zoey’s backside, loving the feel of the heat radiating off her cheeks. He squeezed the cheeks firmly. Somehow, her bottom felt softerafter a good punishment. He looked out the window and saw that even though the beach still wasn’t very crowded, there were a few people milling about now. He pulled up Zoey’s panties and leggings for her, earning a sigh of relief from her. She quickly pushed herself off of Evan’s lap.
“Not so fast,” Evan said, gripping her upper arms so he could look into her eyes. He kissed her forehead before pinning her with a stern look. “I’m not happy with your attitude today. This might have been embarrassing, but it was still a warning. This was also to show you that I’m not opposed to punishing you wherever and whenever you need it. Clear?”
Zoey grimaced, but nodded. “Yes, Dr. Anderson.”
