"So, Q. We're here, alone, in this hotel room..."
"No, S. It's your punishment, babe."
"For what? It was a harmless joke."
"I thought you were dead, Santana."
"But, I'm not. so there's no reason for- Quinn what are you doing?" Quinn was digging in her bag. When she found what she was looking for, she pulled it out. A fly swatter. A big fly swatter.
"Q, what are you gonna do with that?"
"Lay on your stomach."
Santana did what she was told.
Quinn grabbed Santana's hips and pulled, so that Santana's ass was up in the air.
She removed her cheerios skirt and spanks.
"Q..."
"Shhhh."
"But I wanna know wha-" SLAP! Quinn smacked Santana's ass. "Owww! Quinn!"
SLAP! Santana whimpered a little bit.
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! Santana felt the tears start streaming down her face.
"Q! Please stop!" SLAP! "It hurts!" SLAP. Santana felt her ass burning. "Pleaase-owwwwwww." SLAP.
"Don't you ever-" SLAP! "Ever-" SLAP! "Do that again!" SLAP! "Okay?"
Santana couldn't speeak. Instead she just cried hysterically.
"I-I P-promise! Never again! Just please STOP!" Quinn gave the latina one last SLAP! This time just with her hand.
"I'm sorry S,, I was just so scared, and the joke wasn't funny. I just... lost my temper. I'm so sorry."
Santana just cried more.
"It's o-ookay."
"No, it's not."
"But, are we done with the punishments?"
"No, but I'll never spank you again... I swear."
"Okay." Santana still had her ass facing upwards, afraid to pu it down. Quinn climbed further on the bed, and kissed her on the lips. "I'm so sorry about what's going to happen tomorrow night."
"Wait... what?