Chapter 21 – A Little Bit Hazy

Cait soon found a room that would be perfect for her task.

"This is great, and no chance we will be interrupted here for a while missy." She announced, turning to Heather. "Are you absolutely sure you want to do this?" She asked in a more serious tone.

Heather stood in the doorway in muted silence. She then took a single step towards Cait, "you mean here, now?" she asked in shocked disbelief.

"You wanted a spanking right?" Cait looked at her teammate.

"Well… yes… I guess, but…" Heather stammered.

"Then peel yourself out of that body suit please and we can get on with it." Cait had added a no-nonsense tone to her voice.

Heather froze on the spot.

"Young lady," Cait growled, "whilst you are already getting a good spanking from me today, might I suggest you don't keep me waiting, unless you want to have to sleep on your side tonight." Cait had to fight to keep a straight face and was relieved when Heather just moved to the side of the room to place her rifle and equipment on a small side table there.

"That is all you, that is." Piper laughed as the remainder of the team huddled around the air vent directly below the room Cait and Heather were in. Nate felt a little guilty that they were listening in on the events unfolding above, but when Piper had found the vent and had told the team that they could hear what was going on, Nate was intrigued as to how this would go.

After removing her weapon and kit, Heather moved up to where Cait was standing and meekly turned around, allowing Cait to help her undo her Sirius Body Suit. Once Cait had unzipped the back down to Heather's waste, she was easily able to wriggle out of the armour. As soon as she had collected the suit and placed it with her equipment, Heather returned to stand in front of Cait. She was wearing a matching set of black high cut panties and bra and nervously began clasping her hands together in front of her.

"See, nothing to it." Cait smiled, allowing warmth into her voice. She looked around and seeing a chair in an opposite corner went over and retrieved it. Placing it down in the middle of the room she took a seat, still facing Heather. "You've got this." She said as she reached out to take Heather's left hand, guiding the girl to come round and stand by her right thigh. "Put yourself across my lap, please." Cait gently pulled on Heather's arm. Slowly but surely, Heather did as she was asked and slid herself over Cait's knees, resting both her hands on the floor once she was in position.

Allowing Heather to get herself comfortable, Cait didn't rush this part, grateful for a moment to think about what she was about to do. Yes, she had received a number of spankings from Nate, from the soft and playful to the full-on punishments, yet this felt completely different. This was her giving the spanking, this was her deciding on how hard, what number, where to spank. She began to gain a newfound admiration for Nate, as she had always assumed being a top was an easy job that anyone could do.

As Heather laid herself across Cait's knees, Cait rested her open right palm on the soft upturned orbs of Heather's bottom. Surprised by the warmth, she unconsciously straightened the material of Heather's panties over both her cheeks. Cait felt a little shake come from Heather as she heard a soft laugh.

"I cannot believe I asked you to do this." Heather chuckled. "I must look ridiculous." She shook her head.

"Actually, you have got a lovely bum, amazingly soft skin and some great muscle definition on those legs of yours." Cait sounded genuinely impressed as she rubbed Heather's bottom.

"Thank you, I think." Came a soft reply from Heather as the realisation of what was about to happen began to sink in.

"So, I am going to use my hand for this." Cait began to lightly tap Heather's bottom with her open palm. To begin with you get to keep these on," Cait pulled lightly on the elastic of Heather's panties, "and then when I decide to pick up the pace, they will come down, ok?" Cait asked in a very chirpy tone.

"Oh god," was all Heather could say as she dipped her head.

"That's the spirit!" Cait exclaimed as she brought her hand down on Heather's right bottom cheek.

Heather let out a squeal which would have been heard even if the team hadn't discovered the air vent audio access to the upstairs office.

Smack, Smack, Smack!

Ignoring the squeal, Cait began to lay down a stream of spanks in a steady and firm rhythm, alternating from cheek to cheek. Cupping her hand, she spanked the underside of Heather's bottom where each cheek met the top of her legs. She then landed two dozen on each of the roundest part of Heather's upturned backside, causing more squeals of protest and her cheeks to involuntarily wobble on impact.

As Cait continued to range her spanks over the fullness of Heather's bottom, she noticed that Heather had started to breathe a little harder. Was Cait going too hard, too fast, she wondered. But as she only had her hand with which to punish Heather's bottom with, she wanted it to be something of a struggle for Heather, as she knew Nate wouldn't worry about such things.

Smack, Smack, Smack!

Cait continued the barrage of stinging spanks as Heather's skin reacted to the onslaught by flashing up as a bright pink. Cait was impressed both with her handy work and the fact that despite having taken a spanking for a good couple of minutes, for the most part, Heather's hands and feet had stayed stuck to the floor.

Smack, Smack, Smack!

Cait sped up the smacks, adopting Nate's habit of concentrating a few spanks on a single spot before moving on. Her hand working up from the top of Heather's legs to the top of her bottom and all the way around to the side. This was most definitely a full spanking that Heather was receiving as the whole of her bottom, well the bits she could see, were now blushing red.

After settling in and spanking Heather's bottom for another couple of minutes, Cait eventually stopped the flurry of smacks. "Right young lady, lift yourself up a little will you," she asked as she took hold of the elastic of Heather's panties. As Heather obeyed, and lifted her hips up from across Cait's lap, the panties were slid down to rest just above Heather's knees. Not bothering to ensure they were completely off, as Cait had achieved what she wanted, the smacks began again, but this time falling on Heather's now unprotected bare bottom. Even though she was sure the panties offered little protection to Heather during the first part of the spanking, Cait was enjoying the much louder sound her hand was making on the now entirely exposed skin.

Smack, Smack, Smack!

The reaction from Heather indicated that the thin and flimsy panties had offered some cover, as she squealed and squeaked more often now that there was nothing between Cait's firm hand and her hot and stinging bare bottom.

Smack, Smack, Smack!

The spanks continued for another minute before Cait paused her barrage and began to gently rub Heather's punished behind.

"How are we doing down there." Cait asked as she continued to rub.

Heather looked up and shifted ever so slightly in position. "My arse feels like it is on fire, and you have hands like steel!" she complained.

Gaining some comfort from the tone of Heather's voice, Cait took a firm grip of Heather's side. "Well, it's about to get a lot warmer in here as I haven't even begun to go hard yet." Cait announced as she brought her hand down with a crack against Heather's right bottom cheek.

SMACK!

Piper winced as the smack echoed down the conduit and into the small ticket office the rest of the team were huddled in.

SMACK!

The second was just as loud and elicited a squeal of surprise and consternation from Heather.

"Cait!" She cried.

Ignoring the pleas from Heather, Cait set about peppering her bottom with a deluge of hard and fast spanks, often landing a good half dozen on a single spot before moving on to another area to torment.

"Now that is a spanking!" Valkyrie nodded in complete appreciation of what Cait was dishing out.

"She must have had a great teacher." Piper smiled.

"I am going to have to make the first one I give her very impressive, or she will be disappointed when she earns a real punishment." Nate laughed.

"Oh, I doubt that." Curie started to rub her own bottom, "you are quite thorough when you want to be." She nodded and looked back up at the air vent in the ceiling.

"Ow! Fuck, Cait!" came the cries from the upstairs office as Cait continued to unmercilessly spank Heather's now deep red and very angry bare bottom.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

The smacks continued to fall as Heather's cries increased in volume. During the initial part of Heather's spanking, her noises were still muted as, whilst her bottom stung, it was clear that she didn't want to risk anyone downstairs from hearing. Now the sting and burn was so overwhelming, it was obvious she didn't care who in the whole of Boston heard her getting her bottom spanked. Her legs, once solid and still, now kicked and bucked as she tried to escape the wicked onslaught of Cait's unrelenting right hand. And for her part, Cait held the squirming and squealing girl still as she continued her work.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

"This girl will not be able to sit down for a week if Cait keeps this up." Curie exclaimed in awe.

"Nah, but I'll wager she will have a swagger to her when she appears back downstairs." Valkyrie nodded in appreciation.

"Not everyone sees a spanking as a direct challenge like you do." Piper laughed.

"And some of us just want it to be over and desperately want to avoid it happening again." Curie interjected, finishing Piper's sentence off.

"Of course that is kind of the point." Nate added.

"Yeah, yeah, all of that is good and well, and very true, I am sure," Valkyrie looked at Piper and Curie, "but I can promise you we have a survivor being born up there." She pointed at the air vent.

"A survivor?" Curie asked.

"Yup," Valkyrie nodded knowingly. "Heather asked for this and assuming she is as strong minded as I think she is, when this spanking comes to an end she will be hit by a few emotions, one right after the other, which will end in her feeling like she has won the championship."

"Ok, Doctor V, so why do you think she will feel like a winner after getting her buns roasted." Piper asked in a mock serious tone.

"I don't think, I know." Valkyrie piped up and then winced as there was a particularly high-pitched squeal that drifted down through the vent, as the punishment continued unabated.

"I know because she will feel the absolute shock of what has happened, followed immediately by a rush of relief it is over, and finished with the realisation that she has survived the ordeal, she has beaten the beating."

"Ah, Fuck, Please, No, Please!" Came the cries from upstairs as the spanking continued.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK

"That doesn't sound like Heather is winning to me." Piper looked sceptical.

"Just you wait." Valkyrie knowingly held up her hand.

The team then fell silent as they had realised that the spanking, the cries and the pleading from upstairs had stopped.

Heather was breathing hard, one hand gripping on to Cait's knee for stability, the other locked behind her back by Caits left hand. Her bottom was, for the most part numb, and her vision blurred by the tears that had sprung to her eyes. She hadn't openly cried, but that spanking had fucking stung and had brought tears to her eyes fairly early on. Cait carefully released Heather's right arm as she began gently rubbing the girl's hot and swollen bottom. Heather's backside had turned a very dark red with the skin taking on a tougher than leather feel.

"You are ok, sweetie, we are all done. You did really well." Cait began to offer a reassuring tone.

"Fuck me!" Heather blurted out as she tried to get up, her legs kept clumsily together by her panties that were still around her knees.

"Here, let me help," Cait offered as she also stood, steadying the freshly spanked girl as she tried to scrabble to pull her panties up.

"OW! Fuck!" Heather squealed as she pulled her knickers up and over her now well punished and extremely sore bottom.

"Yeah, you might want to leave them off for a little while." Cait chuckled.

"Could have fucking warned me." Heather began rubbing furiously as she hopped from foot to foot.

"Oh, you'll live," Cait laughed, "you have only had a hand spanking. Imagine that brute downstairs lighting up your backside with an ebony hairbrush, now that stings like a mother fucker." Cait laughed and was rewarded by a laugh from Heather who was continuing her just been spanked dance.

"But to be honest, you did great just now, I didn't hold back, I can tell you that. That was about as hard a spanking as I could have given with my hand." Cait grimaced, "and my hand fucking hurts now." She laughed.

"Ha, serves you right." Heather laughed back. "but… thank you, thank you for not holding back." Heather walked over to where her kit was stored. Cait watching her friends dark red bottom contrast against the light coming from the window. "That was something else, that truly was, but you know what?" She smiled at Cait, "I got through that and it wasn't as bad as I thought it would be."

Now Cait laughed out loud. "With all your hollering and squealing, anyone passing would have thought I was killing you with all that noise you were making."

"Oh, God, what about the guys downstairs!" Heather suddenly stopped rubbing her bottom as she froze in place.

"Nah, don't worry about them, they have all heard a skelping before. Odds are they will have a newfound respect for you having put yourself through that." Cait waived the question away.

Heather dropped her voice and looked around, as if being quiet now was going to keep their little secret. "No, what I mean when I say thank you, is because I had worked myself up to this unreasonable fear of what it would be like. And now I have experienced it, I realise that all that concern and fear I had wasn't because I was worried about getting a spanking after all. It was the fear of letting you guys down and not being good enough for the team. But now, I am in the team, I have been accepted, and this was the last thing I needed to do to be initiated into the gang. This was my hazing and I guess I passed, right?" She asked Cait as she turned to examine her bright red bottom.

"Yes, you did, Heather, and with flying colours," Cait joked as she pointed to Heathers glowing backside.