Over the following few months I saw Rachel every week on Thursdays at six. It was wonderful. I was sleeping better, doing better work, taking care of myself better and just generally doing better. Rachel and had come what I'd like to call close. She would hold me after a spanking, give me the look to get me to do as asked and she followed what was going on in my life.
The office where I worked became bigger and they merged with another company. My job was not needed and I was fired. I went to my last meeting with Rachel with a gloom hanging around me. I didn't know what I would do with my life. I would no longer be able to afford the sessions but this one was prepaid for. I walked into the office and waited for a few minutes before a client walked out with Rachel. I got up and like always Rachel put a smile on my face. We walked into her room and I handed her my book. She flipped through the most recent page and fuigure do out my punishment while I stood in the corner. She pulled out a hairbrush and spoon. She called me over and I laid across her lap. She started laying down the smacks. I tried to hold in my tears but it didn't last very long.
Rachel lifted me up quickly and rubbed my back. "What's wrong" she asked "you never get teary this fast, are you okay". I shook my head. I said "no. I lost my job today. I can't do any more sessions". "Oh Victoria, you should of told me, I didn't know". "I know I know but I didn't want you to pity me, I wanted my last spanking to last awhile". "Oh little darling I might have something I can do for that. Now let Miss Rachel, handle your behaviour and we can talk after". I knew she had something up her sleeve from the gleam in her eye. I took my spanking with out grace of dignity and ended up finishing my bar of soap.
After I was calm again Rachel said "I'd like someone to practice on. If you can be at my house three times a week I'll spank you for free". "I'd like you to think about it. If you agree be at this office at 7:30 tomorrow night".
