****************** Authored by PMUS w edits by CRUX

Paige returned home with a burning bottom. The switch was evil, and the monstrously lashing belt wasn’t any better, and they were on top of a deep down aching background from the paddle. Her entire bottom, inside to surface was complaining, a lasting reminder to her of the severe punishment she had received today. Paige was deeply sorry for her behavior and reflected on how things should be for her. She understood the genuine concern from Mr Talbot about her safety and why he had punished her with the switch for her unsafe driving. She also was moved by Mr Talbot’s message about her continued improvement and the need to be raising standards. She decides to act proactively to be her best self and exceed Mr Talbot expectations.

She made a resolution to do the following:

1) Make sure plans for next day are made by the night before. Be organized. Act responsibly when making plans and leave transit time in between, so that there is no rush and she can calm down. Prepare herself to be more efficient and be her best self for the upcoming appointment. Slower is faster.

2) Get up earlier than she was used to by half an hour, stretch, meditate, look over her schedule, get coffee and groom. That’s getting up by 630 am. Rain or shine.

3) Get enough sleep ( go to bed by 11 pm) and eat healthy.

4) Make a journal to reflect on her good and bad behavior and thought patterns. Make improvements if needed.

With these resolution, she acted calmly, did not lose her temper ever and so had no language issues, and was not late for her appointments. One week passed and Mr Talbot emailed her, noting that she has done great, and she didn’t need to come in for the disciplinary session if she had nothing else to confess. And she didn’t.

On the night when she usual had her disciplinary session, she was thinking deep. Now what? Her behavior had been markedly improved and what’s that all for? What’s her potential that she should reach? What should be her life’s goal? Is it being a good assistant to the real estate professionals? Is it to become a top producer herself? Is real estate her passion?

No. That’s just what she is doing make ends meet and the opportunity that was open when she needed one. Her real dream is to change the world. She believes that technology is the way to go. So she decided to consult her undergrad research advisor. He replied quickly to her email and an appointment was set. Her discipline session - if she needed one - was scheduled on the same day and Mr Talbot was conveniently located near the university.

The next week, her behavior was again flawless. In the morning of her usual session day, Mr Talbot sent another encouraging email, “Paige, I have been very impressed on how you have been. I think you have responded really well to my discipline and guidance, and took an initiative for self transformation. It’s time to think about what do you want to achieve in your life, and dream big.” That’s exactly what she was doing. She felt warm in her heart while reading the message.

Later, Paige drove to campus and parked at the visitor parking in front of her advisors office. She then had a very fruitful discussion with him and decided that she would come back for grad school. Luckily it was the end of February and late applications were still being taken. Her advisor had been very helpful and supportive when she was an undergrad and would advocate for her now. If it all worked out with the department, she will start that summer either doing research or get an early start for summer courses. The pace would be fast and she would finish her online MBA program by end of the next spring semester. All was working out well.

Then she came out of the office and her car to be nowhere in sight. Eventually she called the university police and found out that it was towed. She had received multiple parking citations during her undergrad years and now when they saw her car, they towed it. She had improved, but the past was still haunting her. She felt guilty for the poor decisions she had made in the past, and was deeply bothered by her self criticism. She felt the need to be punished and punished hard, as she was now beating herself up harder than anyone else. She reached her phone and called Mr Talbot.

Mr Talbot arrived soon and drove her to get her car. On the way, she told him about the whole thing - her optimism about the future but her self-loathing about her past. When she got her car back, Mr Talbot instructed her to follow him to his home office.

“Offenses need to be accounted for and you know what to do,” Mr Talbot spoke calmly as they entered his office. Paige lowered her pants and Mr Talbot took her hands and guided them across his desk. He tied them to the handle so she was bent over the desk with bare bottom bend jutting out, almost begging to be spanked.

“You are getting punished, and it will be severe. There is no limit this time, I will not stop until I see fit. You must reflect on the wrong things you did in the past, your attitude that led to them, and the people you have let down. I have seen your true transformation, but past offenses also need to be accounted for. Understand?”

“Yes, Mr Talbot.”

Mr Talbot raised his hand high, and land forcefully on Paige’s butt cheek. The impact produced a crisp sound echoing in the room for a bit, and a distinct handprint on the cheek. It caused Paige to wince and start crying. It hurt so intensely that it took a few seconds before Paige could breathe again. Mr Talbot didn’t relent and continued at an even pace, with each swat landing just before the previous one has become tolerable. Paige was crying profusely, tears streaming from her face, partly from the extreme pain and partly from the guilt as she reflected. Her emotions unleashed her feelings from past experiences, the people she disappointed, the rules she violated and the opportunities she wasted. The emotional block opened and came at her, as the searing pain inflicted in her backside atoned for her past missteps. She had lost track of how many swats she got. She eventually realized that it had stopped and she was still spasmodically hyperventilating, while Mr Talbot stood by her closely monitoring her.

When she was finally able to stop crying and breathe normally again, Mr Talbot untied the restraints and allowed Paige to compose herself. She put her clothes back to normal and was led to sit next to Mr Talbot on the bench. He scooped her face up with his hands, which were very warm, and looked at her in her eyes, “Paige, you are a good girl. You have been properly punished. Now forgive yourself. And love yourself. Behave the best you can as you have demonstrated through your recent transformation, and move on with your dreams. I am proud of you and I believe you can do great things.”

Paige nodded as she took a sip of water from the cup Mr Talbot brought to her, and spent a few more minutes finishing the water while Mr Talbot had her shoulder surrounded by his arm sitting next to her. When she was ready to leave, she feel relieved and recharged, although her bottom was extremely burning, swollen and throbbing.

Looking at Paige walking to her car, Mr Talbot let out a sigh of relief. He had taken a different approach today. He knew Paige had been beating herself up, and needed a long session to process her feelings. Using his hand ensured that he did not over do it and damage her too much, as each impact transmits same force back to his hand as he delivered to her bottom. He had deep empathy for Paige today as he disciplined her. It felt like the loving discipline a parent would give to a child, and it felt satisfying to him knowing it had produced positive result.