What if story. the yard visit part 2

 This story is a continuation of the yard visit story. It is a fictional story but the characters are real people.

          The Yard Visit Part 2.

  

  As I stood in the corner I heard 'J' offering the slipper to Bea, which he just used to set fire to my now burning bottom.

   'K' had been trying to quit smoking for a while, with encouragement from us all. Now she followed a method, 'J' liked to call the Sophie method.  As it is I, who first told him about this particular method of giving a sore bottom to the smoker everytime they smoke.

   Bea spoke with both 'J' and 'K' for a few moments.  I couldn't hear what was being said.  Though Bea took the plimsoll from 'J' and sat in the very chair 'J' just used to slipper me, and instructed 'K' to come to her.

   I tried to get in a sneaky glance as to what was happening, but didn't want to run the risk of getting in further trouble. Only hearing it, I wanted to give 'K' an it'll be ok look.  I knew what 'K' was about to feel.

 "Come and sit down Sophie." I was told by 'J', bringing my attention back to the room and not what 'K' was about to go through.   I stepped out of the corner and immediately began tidying myself placing my clothes back in a neatly order before approaching the seats where 'J' now sat. 

   After I tidied myself up and attempted to sit down next to 'J',  however the burning sting of my bottom was proving it to be difficult as I winced as my poor bottom sat down on the chair. I looked to Bea, who was in the process of lecturing 'K' on the dangers of smoking, on how she should've quit by now.

  'K' nodded in response, giving 'J' quick glances which was noticed by Bea as her frown grew each time.  I could see she was hoping 'J' would change his mind on having Bea deal with her, he showed no intention of intervening.  Bea snapped at 'K' to pay attention, and to focus on her not 'J' for help.  I could see Bea was becoming cross with 'K'.  Though when 'K' looked back to Bea she saw how 'K' was regretting her smoking, and Bea smiled at 'K' and patted her arm in comfort. 

"Lower your jodhpurs young lady." Bea commanded.

   'K' looked to 'J' in a hope he'll let her keep them up. He shook his head, knowing full well Bea didn't spank on clothing.  With a red face blushing and a sigh 'K' undid her jodhpurs and lowered them to her knees.

   Bea merely patted her knee, instructing 'K' to assume the required position.   Slowly and with grace, 'K' laid herself over Bea's knee, keeping her hands on the floor as Bea adjusted her position slightly before placing the plimsoll on 'K's knicker covered bottom. 

  With a firm grip on her waist Bea patted the slipper on her bottom before raising it high above her shoulder,  with an echoing thwack the slipper rained down onto 'K's right bottom cheek.   She gasped with a look of shock on her face, 'K' looked towards me.  She knew then,  just how effective the plimsoll can be in the hands of Bea.

   I winced as the spanking began, knowing just what 'K' was going through.   Bea wasted no time and began to increase the firmness and speed on the spanking, alternating from left to right side of her bottom.  Though Bea spanked all over her bottom, she did mainly focus on 'K's lower bottom area, as Bea always favoured the sit spot area.

   It wasn't long before 'K' was wincing and shouting out ow.  Both 'J' and I could see the redness of her bottom spreading and growing a beetroot red colour from beneath her knickers.  It wasn't long  before 'K' started to wriggle and cry out as the heat and sting of slipper increased the more Bea spanked. Bea showed no intention of stopping.  

  I winced and squirmed in my chair, I knew 'K's bottom was becoming as sore as mine, if not more. 

   'K' cried and squirmed as Bea intensified the spanking, delivering the last flurry of spanks before stopping and gently stroking 'K's now burning bottom as she laid draped over Bea's knee sobbing.  'J' sat in amazement, he couldn't decide which should be smoking most, 'K's bottom or the sole of the plimsoll.

 "Up and to the corner with you, no rubbing or I'll start again." Instructed Bea with a pat on 'K's scorching bottom.

   'K' rose up from Bea's knee and shuffled to the corner, using all her will power not to rub the burning sting from her sorched bottom.

"And are you going to behave?" Bea asked looking directly at me.

   I nodded quickly as I certainly didn't want to be put over the knee again, Bea smiled and handed back the plimsoll to 'J'.

" That was very impressive, I actually think that might do the trick." 'J' commented.

" We can only hope, if not,  a dose of the cane next time I think." Responded Bea as she looked over to 'K' as she stood there.

 Both 'K' and I flinched at the mention of the cane, as neither of us wanted to find out what the cane was like in the hands of the others.

 'J' and Bea spent the next few moments going over my position at the yard and what the discipline would entail. I sat uncomfortably listening as Bea insisted on being told if I ever get out of line and how I'll be punished again when home. 

   Both 'K' and I flinched at 'J's description of the punishments and how I'll be expected to do my work.

   In a sense,  I looked forward to working with the horses in the yard and the other girls, and looking forward to my first time riding a horse.  However I was in no rush to ride today. 

  After a few minutes more, 'K' was told to pull up her jodphurs and to take a break before getting back to work. As 'K' walked past me, she gave me a smile and a welcome as she exited the office. I smiled back, hoping she'll be ok, I knew she'll be sore for a while, and be finding difficult to sit down, as Bea often focuses more on the sit spot area when spanking.  

   I knew it's going to be a challenging job at the yard, bit I was prepared for the hard work, I just hoped I was up for it.