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Emilia shifts slightly to take some of the pressure from Duncan’s knee off of her stomach. She can feel the cool breeze on her bottom and more tears fill her eyes. “Yes, daddy, I’m ready,” Emilia replies. She closes her eyes tightly and flexes the muscles in her bottom to lessen the sting of the upcoming blows.

Duncan raises the back of Emilia’s skirt high on her bottom. He caresses her butt for a moment. “Emilia, you know you’re not supposed to clench.” Emilia makes an effort to relax. Duncan finally raises his hand and brings it down on her ass in a crisp spank on her left cheek. He raises his hand again and spanks her right cheek. Repeating the process again, he starts to build up momentum. Eventually, he has a solid cadence of spanks and starts scolding Emila anew. “Misbehaving little girls like you get their naughty little bottoms spanked.” Emilia is crying harder now, and she can see the tear drops dripping onto the blue tiled floor. “I can’t believe you would pull such a stunt. I can’t believe you would disobey mommy like that. Well, I’m going to get to the root of the problem. Or in this case, the bottom of it.” Emilia sobs even harder and begs her daddy to stop. “Please daddy, no more” she wheezes out between sobs. “Oh, we are far from done, little one. I’m just getting started. And don’t you worry, the paddle is going to be joining us for our chat at home.” Emilia just sobs louder, her cries echoing off the walls. It’s completely possible that even people outside the restroom are aware of Emilia’s childish punishment, such is the volume of her sobbing. And yet the spanks continue.

The pain starts to increase as the heat builds in her cheeks with each spank from Duncan’s large hand. “Daddyyy,” Emilia wails. She knows if she moves to get away he will spank harder so she tries her best to take it like a good girl. Her hand wraps around his leg for comfort. “Daddy it hurts. Please stop!”

“I said I was just getting started,” Duncan growls. “You and I are going to have a nice long chat now and again later at home.” He continues to fiercely spank Emilia’s little bottom with his rough, calloused hand. Duncan knows that if someone were to peek under the stall, they would see Emilia’s head, and maybe even her sneaker clad feet. Anyone walking in, and maybe even walking by, the restroom would be treated to a young lady getting a well earned comeuppance at the hands of her daddy. Duncan continues spanking Emilia’s now pinkened bottom hard. He’s spanking fast, too, not allowing her any respite. It’s clear that Duncan is trying to wear Emilia out in this bathroom stall. Trying to get his point across as clearly as possible.

A few minutes later, Duncan finishes the spanking. He delivers four solid swats to both of Emilia’s sit spots. He lets her sob limply across his lap, feeling her as she breathes in heavily. Duncan starts to gently stroke Emilia’s bottom. He caresses it softly, feeling the heat he has generated in it. He gently shushes her. “That’s it baby, just let it go,” he tells her. “You’re getting spanked because I care about you so much. I just want what’s best for you. And it’s not over, but you did so good with this spanking. Just hang in there and we’ll get through this.” Letting Emilia up, Duncan helps her fix her skirt and then points to her underwear. “You know that you’re not allowed to wear panties after a spanking. You just take those back to the table and hand them to mommy and tell her you don’t need them right now.” Duncan leads Emilia by the hand out of the stall and into the restroom. At the sink, one of the men who overheard Emilia’s spanking is washing his hands. He watches as she passes and it’s clear to Duncan that he can see her tear streaked face.

Emilia keeps her head down through the sea of people until they reach their table. Noah is assessing her as they approach. Her face is red and her eyes puffy. She walks to their side of the table and he stands up, letting her slide in between him and Charlotte. She is careful to keep her skirt over her bottom when she sits down. She’s holding something in her hand and when she brings it closer to Charlotte, he can see that she’s holding her panties. “Daddy said I don’t need panties,” she says, barely above a whisper, and hands them to her. Charlotte takes the panties from her and folds them neatly before putting them in her purse. “Okay, honey, go back and sit with daddy,” Noah tells her. She frowns at him. “I don’t want to. Daddy hurt my feelings.” Noah stands up and pulls her by the arm until she is also standing. “Don’t argue with me, Emilia. Sit in your seat, now.” She obeys, not wanting a repeat of what just happened in the bathroom, and they are back to being seated in their original spots once more. “Now tell me how daddy hurt your feelings,” Noah asks with a knowing smile. Emilia refuses to answer and looks down at her hands, embarrassed.

Duncan follows Emilia and sits next to her on the other side of the booth. “You know you’re still under punishment, young lady, and that I won’t tolerate sass from you. I am sorry that you misbehaved in public and needed to be spanked in the restroom, but I am not sorry that I did it. Like I said before, I care too much about you to allow for you to misbehave and do dangerous things. I am happy to talk with you about what happened. But for right now, I need you to behave and be a good girl for your daddies and your mommy, okay, baby?” He puts an arm around Emilia and pets her head. Duncan isn’t happy about what has happened. And he realizes that he did, in fact, hurt her feelings. But, his main concern right now is finishing this punishment. “Okay, does anyone else want anything before we head out,” Noah asks.

When no one responds, Duncan rises from his seat and takes Emilia by the hand, helping her out of the booth. Noah pays the check in cash and then takes Charlotte by her hand and the four walk out of the restaurant. As they pass one table, a man points to Emilia. Duncan realizes it’s the same man who was at the restroom sink after Emilia’s spanking. Exiting the restaurant, Duncan walks the group over to their SUV. Unlocking it with the key fob, Duncan opens the rear passenger side door for Emilia. Helping his freshly spanked charge into the SUV, Duncan closes the door and heads to the driver’s side. Entering the SUV, he waits until everyone is inside and buckled. Noah sits behind Duncan, and Charlotte sits in the front passenger seat. Once everyone is settled, he pulls out of McClucky’s Chicken and drives onto Main Street. It’s a short drive to the freeway. As he drives, Duncan looks back at Emilia briefly. “Honey, you know we don’t keep secrets in our family. I want you to tell everyone what happened during our chat when we were in the restroom.”

Emilia looks out the window and considers ignoring him but after a few moments she looks back down and fidgets with her hands. “Daddy told me I have to obey mommy.” When it was clear that’s all she was planning to say, Noah says, “okay, well we can agree on that, can’t we? You should always obey mommy, no matter what. She’s in charge, not you. I know you’re an adult but there are things you haven’t learned yet that will keep you safe. Tell us what else happened in the bathroom, Emilia.” There’s a slight hint of a pout in her bottom lip and her brows furrow. She’s too embarrassed to tell them she got a spanking. She crosses her arms and looks out the window, pretending he’s not there. “Emilia,” Noah says crossly. She still ignores him. “You’re being disrespectful. Look at me, right now.” When it’s apparent that she’s not going to obey, Noah takes his left hand and puts it gently under her chin to turn her head his way. She keeps her face turned stubbornly from his and he sighs. “Duncan, pull the car over, please.”

Duncan does as requested and pulls off to the side of the road. “Okay, young lady, if you’re going to disrespect your family, you’re going to be punished for it,” Noah says. He opens his door and exits the SUV. Noah walks around to the rear of the vehicle toward the passenger side. He reaches inside the SUV and unbuckles Emilia from her seat. Grabbing her wrist, Noah hauls her out of the SUV. He then sits on the edge of the seat and pulls Emilia over his lap for her second spanking of the day. “Charlotte, honey, would you be a dear and get me the hairbrush we keep in the glovebox,” he asks. Charlotte opens the glovebox and retrieves a large, oval oak hairbrush and passes it back to Noah. Flipping Emilia’s skirt up, he rests the implement on her bare, pink bottom. “Okay, little girl, you had your chance to answer me. We’ll see if you cooperate after a quick reminder with.” And with that, Noah raises it up high.

He brings it down in swift and hard spanks all over her cheeks. “There’s no reason for you to behave this way,” he scolds her without slowing his pace. Emilia is already sobbing as soon as the first blows come down on her already tender bottom. The hairbrush is so hard and it’s coming down so fast that she can barely catch her breath. She tries to hold on to Noah’s leg and just soldier through the hard spanking, but she realizes soon enough that she won’t be able to take it much longer. And Noah shows no signs of slowing down or letting up. Instead, he continues to swing hard and spank Emilia while scolding her. “You know better than this, and you knew you already had a lot more punishment to go. I don’t know why you would bring more spankings onto yourself. But here we are. If you want it, you got it.”

And then suddenly, Emilia pushes off of Noah’s lap with all the strength and adrenaline in her. She pushes away from him and her skirt flips back down. Running out of the SUV, she starts to pad down the side of the highway quickly, her skirt flapping up and showing her red bottom. Before she can get very far, Duncan has grabbed her by the arm and is dragging her back to the SUV. “Get back here, girl,” he growls at Emilia. Finally returning to the SUV, Duncan hands Emilia back to Noah and stands by, ready to help hold her in place for the rest of her spanking.

Suddenly, a sedan pulls up behind the SUV and the driver steps out. A couple other people exit the vehicle, as well. Altogether, three men in their late twenties get out of the car. “Hi, is everything okay? Are you guys having car trouble,” the driver asks. “No, but thanks for checking in on us. We just stopped here to give our little girl an attitude adjustment,” Duncan says.

Holding Emilia by the wrist, Noah gestures to Duncan and whispers in his ear. Duncan nods and steps away from the SUV over to the tall grasses further from the side of the road. Using a pocket knife, he cuts a birch switch and prunes the buds off of it, shaving it smooth. Walking back over to the SUV, he takes Emilia by the wrist and pulls her away from it. “Bend over,” he orders her. Emilia hesitates for only a moment but does as instructed, bending at the waist and holding her ankles. Duncan flips the back of her skirt up, such that he, Noah, and each of the men in the sedan can see Emilia’s well spanked bottom and slightly parted, hairy slit.

Calling Noah to him, Duncan hands the switch to his husband and moves off to the side. Noah brings the switch back and it slices through the air before striking Emilia’s already sore backside. Noah repeats the process several more times, and Emilia cries out loudly with each stroke. Noah then tells Emilia to stand. “Okay, honey, put your hands on your head and tell everyone what happened in the restroom at the restaurant.”

Emilia fixes her skirt to cover herself before placing her hands behind her head. Once she raises her arms, though, her skirt slightly raises with it. It isn’t much but with as short as it is, the bottom part of her pussy is revealed. She looks at the ground in front of her, too embarrassed to meet anyone’s eye. If she would have looked up, she’d see that every person in front of her was looking at her half exposed cunt. She takes a few moments to catch her breath and quietly sobs. “D-daddy took my panties off and made me lay over his knee and…and he spanked me really hard for being naughty to mommy.”

The collected crowd before Emilia is able to see more than she might think. From the front, the men in the stopped sedan can see her slit, and the stray hairs that surround it. They look on, mouths agape at the spanked twenty-something as she confesses her earlier ordeal. From the rear, Noah can see more of her pubes. He walks up to Emilia and lifts the front of her skirt. Clucking his tongue, he reaches down and tugs gently on her bush. “Duncan, did you notice that our little girl isn’t properly groomed,” Noah asks. “I did, and I told her about how we’re going to have to punish her for it,” Duncan replies. “That’s right, baby, and later, mommy is going to have to shave it for you,” Noah says in a clear voice everyone can hear. Spreading her lips a bit, Noah fingers between them, and holds his finger up in front of Emilia and for all to see. “Emilia Jane Fredricks, you know very well that getting aroused during punishment is against the rules. What do you have to say for yourself?”

Emilia starts crying again from the humiliation. “I’m sorry, daddy. I…I forgot.” Noah wipes the tears from her face and leans in to kiss her on the forehead. “You know the rules, sweetheart. Have you been neglecting your bottom too?” He asks her. “I don’t know,” she replies. Heat floods her cheeks at his questioning. “You know we are going to have to inspect you there, don’t you?” She looks at him with wide eyes. “Daddy, no, please! I don’t want them to see that!” Her cries get more desperate. “Emilia, turn around. And please don’t disobey me. I don’t want to have to use the switch on you again,” he says as he gently coaxes her to turn. Once her back is to the group, Noah takes a step away from her. “You know what to do, sweetheart. Bend over and grab your ankles again.” Emilia reluctantly obeys. She can feel Noah behind her, grabbing the bottom of her skirt. He pulls it up slowly until it is raised all the way. “I want you to ask daddy to inspect your asshole. We need to see if you’ve been properly grooming yourself, okay?” Emilia lets out a whimper. She knows what they’ll discover. It was humiliating enough for her daddies and mommy to look there. The thought of strangers being able to see made her wish she could disappear. She closes her eyes tightly and forces herself to ask, “Daddy, will you please inspect me?”

Noah does as Emilia requests, placing his hands on her sore, switch striped bottom. He gently spreads her cheeks, and the group can clearly see her little pink hole. It’s not exactly covered with hair, but it’s more than clear that Emilia hasn’t been shaving here, either. “I’m very disappointed in you, honey,” Noah says. With her cheeks spread as they are, Emilia’s tight, wet pussy is also exposed, and it’s very obvious to everyone how aroused she is. “Charlotte, can you please come here and take a picture of Emilia in the state she’s in right now, so she knows why she’s being punished,” Noah asks. Charlotte steps forward and points her phone at Emilia’s spread bottom. She is able to capture everything Emilia has to offer in the photo. With the picture taken, Noah lets go of Emilia and lowers her skirt. “Okay, honey, let’s get you home so we can finish your punishment.”

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