I’m being spanked, I find myself thinking over and over again. My first spanking. A burning heat begins to radiate from my red skin. It starts hurting and keeps getting worse. A moment before I wondered what all the fuss was about; I wondered why everyone talked about begging and pleading and not being able to stand it; but now I’m beginning to understand. The slaps come in bursts. The pain of each individual one doesn’t matter as much as how many he lands on one cheek before he switches to the other. The faster they come the less I can recover in between. He’s deliberately increasing the number of spanks, too.
Lauren’s outrage turns to humiliation at some point during her first spanking, as she ceases to protest and realises she deserves it – and how much. In recent times she’s been expelled from university, arrested, and sacked from a number of jobs, whilst blaming everyone else instead of taking responsibility for what’s happened to her.
But being spanked brings home painful truths and she at last sees she’s captive to her manipulative father, his strict discipline, and her own questionable habits. Lauren can’t escape her past, and her father’s malevolent scheming condemns her into a cruel psychiatric hospital. Throughout her confinement and her father’s sadistic plotting to keep her for himself she must cling to the lessons learned from her punishments. To begin again and move forward she must recognise her past – and suffer the consequences.