For a few minutes there was nothing but the sound of breathing from the pair. Unconsciously Snape was lazily rubbing circles around Hermione's bottom and she was drifting blissfully. Her mind had just shut off entirely and all she could feel was his hand drifting lower down towards the end of her school skirt. The silence was broken by a growl emitting from her Professor and she felt her underwear moisten.
"This is the punishment you will receive Miss Granger" he stated matter-of-factly.
She could only nod her understanding, higher brain function had ceased when he had ever so slowly began lifting up her skirt. She was hoping that she wasn't wearing her granny pants, it often dropped to freezing temperatures in the castle and for once she wished that she wasn't so practical. He flipped the last section of the skirt up and she could feel a breeze drifting across her upper thighs.
All thoughts of her current state of dress left her when a hard hand smacked across her bottom with a lot of force. "Ow!" she cried out, the stinging sensation spreading across both cheeks.
"You deserve to be punished Miss Granger, you did a very naughty thing did you not?" he enquired after another blow to her left cheek, tears spilled out.
"Yes sir, I did sir."
Another round of resounding whacks to her bottom and the tears were flowing freely.
Sounding slightly exerted from his activity, he asked "What exactly are your misdemenors, Miss Granger? For every correct answer you will receive one blow, for every incorrect answer you will receive ten blows, do you understand?"
Coughing through the tears Hermione nodded in affirmation.
"I stole from your private store rooms"
A loud smack followed this statement and a few soft sobs.
"I...I...spoke disrespectfully to you, sir"
Another slap echoed in the room.
He allowed her a few moments to catch her breath between sobs.
"One more Miss Granger, surely a know-it-all like yourself can manage to answer"
She felt humiliated, what else could she have done? She thought, the insult drawing a deep need to prove herself to him. Ashamed she answered "I'm sorry sir, I don't know what else I have done"
In a silken tone Professor Snape bent his head down and murmured in her ear "Why Miss Granger, you were having dirty thoughts about your Potions Master is that not correct?"
Her face burned red. Oh she should have known! "Yes sir" she replied quietly.
"Did these thoughts turn you on Miss Granger?" He was back to tracing circles across her bruised bum cheeks.
"Yes sir, they did"
"How many slaps are you to receive for this?" he asked.
She sobbed, "10, sir."
"I want you to think about your actions for the next ten blows Miss Granger and then I want a proper apology."
Gasping in air through her tears she stuttered out a quiet "yes, sir"
For each resounding smack across her butt cheeks and lower legs, Hermione Granger cried out her humiliation. She was devastated at how she had disappointed her Professor and ashamed for stealing. Towards the final blows something changed, each slap crossed the barrier from pain to pleasure and by the tenth blow, Hermione was moaning and her knickers were soaked through. She felt her Professor move underneath her and was startled by the impressive erection she felt under her stomach.
"Now Miss Granger, I want my apology."
A/N: Oh dearie me, what is going to happen next?;)