“Argh!” Unable to help myself, I let out a soft groan as the heavy ruler crashes across my stuck-out bottom for the second time, drawing an angry red line on it just under the first. It stings too, but not enough to pull my focus away from the much larger problem - the fact that I’m bent over at the waist in my supervisor’s office with my palms planted on the wall, legs more than shoulder width apart. My shoes, chinos, and panties are on the chair I have previously occupied myself and every inch of my completely exposed lower body, the parts one usually keeps covered especially, keenly feels the coolness of the conditioned airflow.

”Now, Miss Chen”, my supervisor says. “As I hope we have established a platform for a more reasonable discussion, please tell me again your reasons for thinking the changes I suggested for your data collection process are excessive”.

The premise that this discussion is reasonable, of course, is nonsensical. With my bottom already beginning to get sore and my private parts on full display, facing the wall instead of the person, I can hardly be expected to defend my position, even if I could originally, obviously being on the lower end of the supervisor-PhD student dynamic. The whole policy of the university having re-introduced corporal punishment for supposed cases of disrespect is nonsensical too, especially as the intended targets, first year cannot-care-less-about-anything students tend to avoid spanking by simply not turning up to boring classes rather than being disrespectful in them. Research students like myself, however, while more mature in all ways usually, suddenly found themselves in a position where any sort of creativity was subject to their supervisor’s whim.

I am where I am now, though, so I have to reply. “Thank you for correcting my earlier outburst, Dr Martin”, I reply, doing my best to keep both the venom and the fear out of my voice. I doubt I do too well in either regard. “I just thought at a first glance that the changes would bring only a marginal increase in data points, but if I may, I’ll have a closer look at the details and come back to you..? Ahh!!” The question ends rather abruptly as the ruler strikes again.

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Hi all,

It’s quite a specific premise, but I’m looking to roleplay a female who’s in the unfortunate situation of having to discuss or debate something while being punished in a very compromising position and a very humiliating manner. The supervisor-PhD student pairing is just an example, this would work perfectly fine in a number of other scenarios (office, undergrad student, any sort of field work, military and so on). Please note I’m looking to focus on just punishment and humiliation, there will be no sex.

Messages strongly preferred.