“VERDAMMT, That bitch spanks hard! My Popo is on FIRE!”, Belinda moaned, as she rubbed her burning bottom furiously. Even through her gloves and tight blue jeans, she could feel the heat radiating off of her red-hot rear.

Belinda had been late for work today. For the third time this week. After her shift was over, Belinda’s boss, Lori Logan, had given her two options: allow her to give Belinda a bare bottom spanking, or be fired. Pouting, the pretty blue-eyed German girl had agreed to be spanked. Lori loved every second Belinda was across her lap, howling and pleading for mercy, her big bottom quickly changing from the color of cocaine to a deep dark red. This blonde brat, with the bad attitude, had been a pain in Lori’s butt since the day she hired her. Now she was responsible for the rapidly increasing pain in Belinda’s butt.

Belinda was on her way back home now, walking through a snowy meadow. Seeing no one else around, she lowered her jeans, hoping the freezing winter wind would blow out the fires raging all across her plump posterior.

Waiting for her burning, blistered buns to cool down, Belinda decided she would stop by the store on her way home and buy a new alarm clock. Maybe two of them. She NEVER wanted to be late for work again.