In fact, Belinda wriggled and kicked so much that she accidentally throw the purse right off the nail, which spilled in the hay just about the time Molly's friend Jane, who rides with her, walked by and paused to watch the spanking. She pointed to a small necklace that had spilled out of the purse and asked, "Molly! Isn't that yours?"

Molly paused spanking Belinda long enough to glance at the necklace. "Grrr!" she growled. "It IS mine! Jane, hand me a riding crop! Belinda, I hereby fine you a layer of buttock epidermis for that theft!"

"B-b-buttock epidermis?" Belinda warbled, still wiggling from the hand spanking. "Y-y-you're going to skin my BUM?"

"Only a layer of epidermis, and only with this crop!" Molly snapped as Jane handed her the crop. "And it'll grow back! Hopefully quickly, since it seems you can't keep out of mischief!"

"YEOWWWWW!" howled Belinda in pain as Molly worked over her bare behind with the crop, leaving angry red stripes and squares.