I was feeling mighty cute in my riding jodhpurs and boots. In fact, I had spent so much time putting my outfit together that my Sir, Paul Kennedy, had to remind me that I had not yet taken care of my stable duties! By that time, I was feeling tired and didn't want to do it, but after a very firm scolding from him, I realized I had been a bad girl, and that there would be no way of avoiding my punishment. He took me over his knee and began to spank my bottom soundly, each blow ringing out sharply in our room. I begged and pleaded, promising never to forget my chores again, but he was determi... Show more