She recrosses her legs, and smiles at your discomfort. "Another ten whacks per cheek," she says to you. "Maybe the pain will make it easier for you to remember?" she suggests softly.
You bend over and look at her, and she nods. You take the brush, and raise it, and again deliver ten swats per cheek. [spank each cheek ten times and count out loud]
"Do you think you can remember to be on time from now on?" she asks.
"Yes!" you gasp, your bum stinging and your nipples in searing, pinching pain.