"Leslie, didn't I tell you not to make this worse?" Ron growled.
"Yes, and I heard you loud and clear…" She acknowledged.
"But then you made it worse!" He snapped. "The disciplinary committee is having a hearing tomorrow."
He watched Leslie have a minor melt down before he crouched down next to her. "You are going to need to deal with April."
"She was just following my bad example."
"I know, so after we figure out what you're gonna do with April and the committee meeting is over then you will be spanked too."
"After the meeting, what if I'm fired?" She asked.
"You won't be, and maybe the threat of the spanking, you will keep focused on not making things worse." He said. He also knew that she wouldn't be able to forgive herself until after the meeting and so a spanking would be pointless anyway.
Leslie nodded, "I guess I should take her upstairs and have a conversation with her."
"You think?" Ron asked incredulously.
Leslie rolled over, "I hate punishing her."
"I know," Ron said, reaching a hand out to help pull her up.
Leslie allowed herself to be pulled up. "Wish me luck." She walked out of his office and paused by April's desk. "Let's go for a walk."
Everyone looked up at that, but April fought hard to keep her face neutral. She stood and followed Leslie to the elevator. "So, what's going to happen?"
"There is a disciplinary hearing committee tomorrow. I will know more then." Leslie told her as they got off on the third floor.
"Am I going to be fired?" April asked, pulling herself up to sit on the conference table in the room.
"No, I will make sure that doesn't happen." Leslie walked over to grab the paddle out of one of the filing cabinets. She sat down in the chair across from April. "What happened?"
"I was bored." April whispered.
"Boredom isn't reason enough for you to do something illegal." Leslie scolded.
"You did something illegal." April pointed out.
"Yes, and I have the meeting tomorrow and then Ron and I are going to talk." Leslie told her honestly. "Why did you post it to the page?"
"I thought it was funny." April said honestly.
"Is there anything else you want to say before we begin?" She asked, shaking her head in disappointment.
"I'm sorry, it doesn't seem very funny now." April told her.
"Too little, too late. Get up, jeans and panties down please." Leslie instructed.
"Yes Ma'am." April whispered. She stood right away and did as instructed before laying over Leslie's lap.
She knew from the first swat that Leslie was furious. She didn't speak, just kept bringing the paddle down on April's backside. After about 25 swats she stopped.
"Is it still funny?"
April was sobbing too hard to speak. She shook her head no.
Leslie started to rub gentle circles on her back. "I know that you hurt a lot, but I need a verbal answer."
April tried to gain her breath back and stop crying. "No ma'am, not funny."
Leslie stopped rubbing and brought the paddle down two more times. "And underage drinking?"
"I won't do it again!"
Leslie laid down two more swats. "And the pits page?"
"Is for work only!" She sobbed.
Leslie kept rubbing her back. "You did so good!" She helped April stand and pulled back up her jeans and underwear. She winced at April hissing when the tight jeans came up.
April leaned her forehead into Leslie's. It always made her feel better. "I'm so very proud of you."
"That was a hard spanking." April said.
"Yeah, I think the hardest I've given you, but this was serious."
"I'm sorry," April whispered.
"No, feel proud now. You've done great. I love you, little." Leslie said, using the nickname that she only used when it was just the two of them.
"I love you too," April smiled.
After the meeting Ron and Leslie went straight up stairs. "Corner."
Leslie immediately went and stood in the corner.
Ron went over the filing cabinet and pulled out the paddle. He didn't normally use it, preferring the belt. It felt right though to use the same thing that she had used on April.
When Ron sat down in his chair, he looked over and saw that her body language was completely submissive. Good. "Come here."
She turned and walked over. She leaned across his lap, without him asking. She said nothing about the paddle that was laying on the floor, inches from her face.
He started in with strong, hard swats with his hand. "What were you thinking?!"
"I just wanted to be a part of the boys club!"
"First," Ron said pulling down her grey pants and panties. "There is no boys club." Leslie didn't argue, knowing that it wouldn't serve her any good. "Right?"
"Yes, Sir!" She ground out.
"Second, hand me that paddle Leslie." He paused while she picked up and handed him the paddle. "Second," he repeated as wood crashed into flesh. She yelped out, "Even if there is a boys club, it will never be worth compromising who you are."
At that she was sobbing, "I know I'm sorry."
He spanked her over and over with the paddle, "And the worse part is that April saw you compromise, and then she did too, is that the example you want to set?"
"No Sir!" She sobbed. "I'm sorry."
After about 40 swats in total, he set the paddle down. "It's okay, you're okay." Ron said to her gently.
"I'm sorry I disappointed you," Leslie cried.
"Shhh, it's okay now." Ron told her softly.
"I'm sorry," Leslie cried.
He lifted her up and pulled her pants up before pulling her into his lap. "No more compromising."
"I promise." Leslie told him, crying into his neck.
"Okay, then. Dry it up, and lets go upstairs."
She laughed, "Yes sir."
