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Prologue
Andrea Mahony set her trusty ebony hairbrush aside, sighed and rang a bell on a small table next to her armchair.

Within a minute of the tinkling bell being rung, a petite and attractive blonde girl of about eighteen years old came into the room. She was dressed as most office receptionists and looked neat and tidy. Her blonde hair floated around her face as she shook it out. "You rang, Miss Andrea?" she asked.

"Yes Kimberley." Andrea smiled up at the girl. "I've finished with Tommy now. Are there any free corners in reception?"

"They're all free at present, Ma'am," Kimberley replied with a smile.

"Excellent. Would you please take Tommy to a change room and pop him into a spanking apron and then put him on display in a corner until his mother comes to collect him. She shouldn't be too long."

"Delighted Ma'am." Kimberley held out a hand to the grimacing boy. At eighteen, he loathed spanking and public corner-time, it was bad enough being in Aunty Andrea's office. He also hated wearing the spanking aprons. They were normal aprons with no backs. Andrea used them to publicly display freshly spanked bottoms because they left the bottom bare, but preserved modesty by covering both the front of the upper and lower body. Tommy stepped out of his trousers and underpants, and as Andrea watched she hid a giggle as Tommy's red bottom jiggled as he trailed behind Kimberley to the change room.

Fortunately for Tommy his public ordeal was short and also not very public. Quite often there were many other customers in reception. Aside from the recently spanked customers were many adults who felt a need for the type of discipline that Andrea administered - and they could often be seen waiting their turn over Andrea's busy knee. Parents and guardians waiting for Andrea to finish spanking their charges could usually be seen. However, right now reception was empty except for Kimberley, who calmly dealt with her paperwork only glancing up occasionally to make sure that the young man was still in position and was not attempting to surreptitiously rub his hot red bottom cheeks.

Although there was no one in reception it did not mean that Kimberley was the only person who could see evidence that someone had recently been naughty and paid painfully for it. The windows were open to the street and all the corners in reception were visible from the street. Any passer-by could easily see the glowing red bottoms.

Tommy's mother was not long in arriving. He had only been in the hated corner for five minutes when she arrived to pick up her badly behaved young man on her way home from work.

"Hello Kim," she said with a smile and then looked at her son's recently smacked bottom. "Oh, Aunty Andrea did a good job on you, didn't she?"

"Yes Mum," the boy said.

"Well, you had better get dressed while I pay Miss Kimberley for your spanking."