Each of the men, one to a side, grabbed Lisa as her knees weak- ened and her body began to slump. When she felt Tom's strong hand gripping her right arm, she knew she'd made a mistake. There was nothing sexual about this for her. Nothing pleasur- able. Yet, it DID stir her blood and make her want. Fear took over as Ben grabbed her left arm and the two men man-handled her over to a pommel horse in the corner of the room. "Bind her to the apparatus so that we can more easily administer her punishment. A spanking with paddle I think." Embarrassment flooded through her; and before they turned her around facing the horse, the good doctor could see the flush spreading in her cheeks. The men worked quickly, having done this often before to other recalcitrant "patients." They draped her unceremoniously over the contraption and pulled her arms down and out to the legs where shackles were quickly affixed to her wrists and secured. Then the men secured her feet to the oppos- ing legs of the pommel horse and stepped back. Because the cost of uniforms came out of HIS budget, Dr. Newlin didn't just rip her whites off of her... instead, he simply looked at Tom and said, "Bare it." Without unbuckling her belt or undoing her fly, Tom simply reached to the woman's waist, hooked his fingers into the band of her nurse's white pants... and pulled them over her hips and down to her knees where, because her legs were tied spread across the horse, the pants would not fall any further. Blemishless, alabaster skin. Beautiful by any definition. Dr. Newlin felt a stirring in him when he'd watched the men bind her. Now he felt a fire inside as he gazed at the woman's panty-clad bottom. Panties not being part of the uniform, he hooked his hand into the material of the panties and with a twist and pull, shredded the material off Lisa's butt, exposing her spread sex to full view. Once, twice, Dr. Newlin smacked the paddle lightly against the palm of his own hand. Then, gently, he placed the paddle on Lisa's rump and rubbed it around on her soft skin, letting her feel the hard coldness of it. Letting her consider for a time what was to come. "You've lost your professionalism, Lisa. I will not tolerate that in one of my employees. Since this is your first time, I will not be harsh... I think forty good swats ought to impress upon you the standards which I want you to adhere to." And with that, he raised his hand high and brought the paddle whistling down onto the flesh of her buttocks. Once, twice, five times. Each strike being timed and exactly three seconds apart. With each hit, Lisa gave out a yelp of pain and startle- ment. With each impact, the doctor watched carefully to see the effect of the paddle on her skin. First a slight pink... the color deepened quickly with each stroke. Eight groups of five strokes... with a full minute between groups. Like a machine, cold, impersonal... yet burning up inside with what he was doing... The doctor administered her punishment and revelled in the physical reactions he saw in her. Her pussy obviously betrayed her. Sexual juices literally were dripping across her exposed sex almost immediately. She was aroused when he'd started... She was most certainly moreso now. At the last stroke... he walked to the side of the horse where Lisa could turn her head and look at him. "Do you understand what is expected of you here? Do you understand what will happen to you if you again behave as you've done today?" To both questions Lisa quickly and loudly proclaimed, "Yes!" "Then all of this has been worthwhile. We'll just leave you here for a little while longer... so that you can consider all of this." Laying his hand on the small of her back, Dr. Newlin slowly but firmly ran his hand over the globes of her behind... feeling the heat of her skin... and marvelling at the coloration. With his hand sensing the moisture and heat of her pussy, the doctor got yet another idea that pleased him. Dismissing the two men who'd looked on with approval and appreciation during Lisa's paddling, he turned back to the girl and began to unfasten HIS pants...