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I just shoved things up there,’ she told me. ‘I’d forgotten.’
    She skipped up onto the chair and I saw how unsteady it was. I did as instructed and bent over to hold it steady while she stretched up and grabbed the bag. She hadn’t been lying, the bag was stuck, and as she struggled to pull it away I was treated to another view of long thighs, and this time a flash of black where she’d put a pair of panties on. At long last the bag was free and she stepped down, though not before she’d seen me eyeing up her long legs.
    â€˜Here it is, tell me what you think,’ she giggled excitedly.
    I watched her unzip the bag and produce a long dark skirt, the longest skirt I’d ever seen her have. Before I could make a comment she unclipped her red mini and let it fall in a bundle around her ankles. She faced me in her underwear, lacy black bra and matching knickers, with not a trace of shame on her face.
    â€˜What the hell do you think you’re doing?’ I demanded angrily, driven beyond endurance by her brazen exhibitionism.
    â€˜What do you mean?’ she asked innocently, her eyes widening.
    â€˜What is it, girl? Are you enjoying this silly game of yours?’ I bellowed, unable to control my anger any more.
    â€˜Paul, what is it?’
    â€˜You, that’s what it is. Why are you parading yourself like this? Showing off in front of me, are you enjoying embarrassing me? Is that it?’
    â€˜I’m sorry, I hadn’t realised this was embarrassing,’ she sniffed, pouting sulkily.
    â€˜Don’t act the little innocent with me,’ I warned her, ‘or I’ll have to teach you what happens to girls that misbehave.’
    Her eyes seemed to perk up. ‘What does happen to girls that misbehave?’ she asked, her mocking tone contrasting to the excitement I saw in her eyes. Her nipples were hard points of flesh, and I couldn’t help but notice that her backside was reflected in the mirror behind her.
    â€˜They get punished,’ I replied. ‘And parading around in your knickers, or parading around without any knickers on at all, is a sure way to get punished.’
    â€˜But I wasn’t parading…’ she started to complain.
    â€˜Don’t push your luck, madam,’ I warned her coldly.
    â€˜I’m sorry,’ she replied softly, averting her gaze guiltily.
    â€˜Tell me the truth, were you deliberately leading me on?’
    There was a lengthy pause, and then she nodded. ‘I could see you were getting turned on,’ she admitted. ‘And I sort of enjoyed it, and the more I did it the more I enjoyed it. I’ve been very silly, haven’t I?’
    It was my turn to pause. I knew what I wanted to do then. ‘I think I’ve every right to punish you for that, don’t you?’
    â€˜I suppose so,’ she mumbled.
    â€˜How do you propose I do that, young lady?’
    She shrugged her shoulders. ‘I don’t know, I suppose you deserve to get your own back. How do you think I should be punished?’
    I took a deep breath. ‘You deserve a sound spanking,’ I told her, exhaling slowly. ‘I think the way to ensure you keep your knickers on and hidden from view is to smack you so hard on the behind that every time you sit down you’ll remember.’
    There was no surprise on her part, no look of horror. Instead she nodded to herself, as though she understood the justice of it all. ‘Here?’ she asked nervously.
    â€˜Yes, here and now.’
    I pulled the vanity chair over and sat down, positioning myself so that I was comfortable. The wardrobe door, with its inside mirror, was open, and that in turn was reflected in the mirror on the dressing table. I motioned for her to step forward and she did so, glancing at me nervously.
    â€˜Across my knee, young lady,’ I explained, pulling her towards me. She made no reply but knelt across my lap, reaching out to stop