“Hullo Jonathan"

“Hullo Miss Dodson."

His Mother is a regular Client of mine. My Company provides a service to parents to discipline their children who live away from home. They pay our travelling expenses and a time charge for someone like me, fully trained to discipline anyone of any age.

“I believe you are expecting me."

“Well yes, but"

“I will come in thank you."

I strode passed the young man. 20 years old, in his second year at University.

“Right" he murmured, and let me pass.

I turned and looked at him “Shall we get on. Please take off your trousers and pants."

“I need to ask something first" he pleaded.

“Quickly then" I snapped.

“I know my Mother has sent you, but I haven't done anything wrong this time."

“I see. Yet when she phoned yesterday afternoon you didn't answer even though she specifically told you to stay in and revise."

“I was in. The phone didn't ring. Honest."

I went to the phone and lifted the receiver. The dial tone was clearly there.

“Really?" I asked.

“I know it works now, and I thought it did yesterday, but it didn't ring."

“I can't have this arguing. You know the choice. You can accept your punishment as instructed by your Mother, or you can phone her and query it. You know the risk. So, decide please."

He knew all right. Our Contract says the punishment, and fee, is doubled if it still goes ahead after querying. We insist on it to keep our time to a minimum.

He looked at the floor, thinking, remembering he had phoned his Mother last time and she insisted the punishment be given so he got double then. Quietly he said “I won't make the call."

“Right. So again, remove your trousers and pants whilst I check what I will be giving you."

I looked at the handheld. Ah, 150 spanks over my lap and 24 with my strap. I took the strap from my bag. Jonathan was moving a chair over. Of course, a regular recipient of the service.

I sat down and Jonathan obediently bent across my lap.  No scolding was scheduled. I gave him his 150 spanks, which he struggled with towards the end, but the strap really got him crying. A job well done.

He got dressed and calmed down. The phone rang. He answered it.

“Really? But when I called this morning I was told it had been working …. What do they mean another department  …. Too late, she's done it already …. that's just shit"

He immediately realised his mistake, rubbed his bottom, looked at me with tears welling up and said despondently “It's my Mother. She checked herself and rang to stop you."

He handed me the phone.

“Of course Madam. Understandable. Double for swearing at you. Yes, charged to your account. Very good. Maybe he will learn Madam."

“Now young man, double eh. A profitable visit for me and I hope educational for you.