violet spanking chloe?

"I told you to stay put in the car, didn't I?"  Violet paced in front of me, suddenly seeming taller.

"But I found the memory card that probably has evidence you can use..."

"Nobody asked what you found.  This is my case, which means I'm the boss."

Usually I got the vibes from Violet that she enjoyed the back and forth, appreciating people who have the courage to fight back.  But tonight she expected compliance, determined to defeat me.  So I hung my head apologetically.  "I'm sorry."

She raised her eyebrows, impressed (or skeptical?) that I'd given in so quickly.  "What are we going to do about this?  Gabe would be pissed to know you almost fucked up my investigation.  I don't think you want me to tell him."

My head shot up as I shivered at the idea of the verbal lashing he'd give me — just the harshness in Gabe's tone could bring me to tears.  And would he suspect the reason I'd broken in?  "Noo, I definitely don't..."

"Then I guess I'll have to spank you to teach you a lesson."

I blushed and looked away, only having half-expected her to actually suggest that.  It was that stupid toppy mood she'd been in since spanking Molly.  "I've learned my lesson, I promise.  You don't have to... do that.  It would be so embarrassing."

"You deserve to be embarrassed.  You're lucky they didn't catch us!"  She sat down on the couch.  "Are you going to get over my lap or should I call Gabe?"

With little hesitation — she didn't have a paddle and how hard can she really spank anyway? — I took a step forward, feeling awkward.  I'd never been spanked by another woman before, and never really been this close with one, either.  But I'd been spanked by plenty of disgusting men, and at least Violet had a kinda good reason... this couldn't be the worst thing ever.  So I went to get over her lap when she cut me off...

"Bare bottom.  You don't need these."  Then yanked down my pajamas and panties.  Before I had time to cover myself, she pulled me over her lap.  I squeezed my eyes shut just in time to feel the first stinging flurry of swats peppering my bottom, intensity taking me by surprise.  "When you're working for me, you'll do as I say," she fussed, spanking a little faster.  "I call the shots on this trip, not you.  Don't forget it."