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Brace yourself

"But please, sir, captain... don't let my dad know."
"Give me any reason I wouldn't inform him", Captain Jackson said.
The girl looked down at the floor, her blond hair covering her face a bit.
"How old are you, kid?", First officer Anderson asked.
"Nine", the girl replied.
"And what do you think your father will say when he learns about what you've done?", the Captain said.
The child silently kept looking at the floor.
"You know", the captain said. "If you had been my daughter and I had learned about this, I would have given you a spanking you would never forget."
"Yeah, I would have done exactly the same thing", Andersen said.
"Will your dad spank you if he learns?", Jackson asked the kid.
The girl blushed a bit but nodded.
"And don't you think you deserve it?", the captain asked.
The girl looked up a bit. "It's just that... I haven't seen dad for so long time and... I'm only there for two weeks. If he learns about this maybe I'll spend most of the time grounded and... maybe he won't even allow me to fly by myself anymore. And then I'll see him even less."
"Ladies and gentlemen, we are now starting to serve drinks for the main meal," an announcement from the cabin said.
First officer Anderson looked at his captain.
"You know what, Marc", he said. "Let's help this girl out a bit. She can't go unpunished, but if we deal with the matter right here and now, her dad won't have to know about it."
The captain looked back at his colleague. "Well... it's not optimal, but considering the facts she's told us, you're right. So, kid we have an offer for you. You certainly have deserved a proper spanking. But if you accept to receive it here and now, no one down on the ground will know."
The girl looked like she didn't know what to think.
"What's your name, by the way, kid?", Anderson asked.
"Hannah", the child replied.
"Well, Hannah", Anderson said. "Will you accept the deal? A proper spanking here and now, meaning the rest of the flight will be sitting on a sore bottom, and you will have an uninterrupted two weeks with your dad?"
The girl looked from one pilot to the other. Then she slowly nodded.

Hannah had always dreamed of visiting the cockpit while in the air. But now that she was here, it wast during circumstances she couldn't possibly have imagined. She waited nervously while the man called Anderson reported something on the radio. Her heart was beating quite hard. What had she agreed to?
She knew her dad. She knew he would probably paddle her quite hard if he got to knew. But these pilots, she had no idea how hard they would spank her, how long, or if they had any implements in here that they intended to use on her. Well, there was at least no paddle in the cockpit, that was for sure.
"Well, kid, get over here then", Anderson said, turning his chair around so he was facing her.
Hannah stood up from the extra seat she had been sitting on. Her heart was beating even harder now.
Anderson took her wrist and pulled her close. Then, to her dismay, he unbuttoned her jeans. And without hesitation, he pulled them down.
"But...", was the only thing she had time to say before Anderson did something even more embarrassing: he put his hands in the waistband of her panties and pulled them down as well.
"No, please!", Hannah found herself saying. She covered her front with her hands and thought she would die from shame.
"Don't be ridiculous, get over now", the flight officer said.
He grabbed her arm, pulling her forwards down across his lap.

Captain Jackson watched the whole scene with a small smile on his face. The girl acted as one would expect: as Anderson spanked the naked little bottom, the girl kicked and squirmed. After a good number of swats, she started sobbing as well. It had been quite some years since Jackson had a reason to spank anybody; his own children were grown up and had left home, and there were not yet any grandchildren. He knew that Anderson still had kids living at home, so spanking might not have been that rare to him.
"Delta 256, position please", a voice said on the radio.
Jackson replied, giving the coordinates. After checking all the panels one time, he turned his chair around and grabbed his briefcase. He opened it and reached down to the bottom where he found what he had in mind: a wooden ruler. He had just remembered it - he usually had some writing and calculating materials there at the bottom, but he rarely thought about them. But today, the ruler would come in handy.
"That's a good idea", Anderson said over the sound of smacks and crying.
"Yeah, thought we should leave a better imprint", Jackson replied.
Anderson nodded, still smacking Hannah's bottom hard. Her buttocks now had a satisfyingly pink color. But Jackson intended it to be quite a bit redder.
"Well, you take her then", Anderson said, quitting the smacking and letting the girl up.
The child was crying hard and rubbed her bottom as she was back on her feet.
"Get over here, then, kid", Jackson said.

The captain was holding a wooden ruler in his hand. Hannah had never been spanked with a ruler, but it looked about the same size as the spoon she got it with sometimes. And from experience, she knew that it would hurt quite a bit... and that was on top of a layer of clothes. She almost always got spanked on her panties. When she was smaller, she remembered more spankings on the bare bottom, but that had only been with hand. She would never have imagined that these strangers would pull her panties down, otherwise, she might have reconsidered.
Anyway, her bottom was already very sore; Anderson had spanked very hard even with his hand. Looking at the ruler, she was filled with fear. How hard would the captain spank her?
"Come here, I said", Captain Jackson said.
Almost stumbling on her pants and panties, which had slipped all the way down to her feet, Hannah went around and over to the Captain.
"Sir, captain..." she said. "Please don't hit me too hard."
"I will spank you as hard as you deserve, girl. Over my lap. Now."
Something in the captain's voice made Hannah obey him right away, and she bent forward. The captain lifted her up a bit and moved her further over his lap. The only thing she could see now was the space where the pilot would usually keep his feet.
"Well, brace yourself", the Captain's voice said.
Then Hannah felt the ruler heavingly landing on her bare and sore skin.

Anderson watched his Captain as he spanked the little girl's bottom with the ruler. It was a good thing that he had one of those in his case. When he travelled with his family, he always kept a spoon or brush easily accessible, just in case. And it had come in handy quite some times. He would never have imagined that he would need something like that at work, though.
The nine-year-old's bottom had a good red colour by now, and the kid was crying heavily.
Another person might have felt sorry for her, but considering the girl's behaviour back in the cabin, Anderson just felt satisfaction seeing that she got what she deserved.
The captain kept spanking the girl, the ruler landing all over the child's bottom and also the upper part of the thighs. Well, Anderson thought, Jackson's kids might be grown up, but he certainly didn't forget how to handle misbehaving children.

"Well, kid, you may stand up", Jackson said.
The child slowly came back up on her feet. She was sobbing very heavily and her hands were rubbing her bottom.
"We have about two hours to go. Once back in the cabin, girl, I expect you to remain in your seat and don't leave until we land. But first, you have an announcement to make in the speakers."
The girl looked up at him through her tearful eyes, with a confused face.
"Put yourself together, kid. Pull those clothes back up and take a few deep breaths."
The child seemed to blush a bit, even though the face was already so red it was hard to tell. But she bent over and pulled firs the blue panties and then her jeans back up. She was still sobbing hard.
"Listen to me", Jackson said. "Take a deep breath. Breath in... count to three... then breath out. That's it. One more time. Good job."
After a few deep breaths, the girl had calmed down enough to stop sobbing.
"Now, you have an announcement to make in the speakers", Jackson said.

"Ladies and gentlemen... My name is Hannah. I want to apologize for my behavior earlier. I stole from the trolley and I behaved really bad, disturbing many of you. It won't happen again. I'm sorry."
The people in the cabin looked at each other. Some with confused faces, some with smiles.
"I saw that they took her to the cockpit", a man said. "I guess she was given a good talking-to."
"Well, that's good", a lady said. "A kid traveling by herself like that, I'm not sure if it's a good idea."
"I don't know, it's probably from case to case. But I'm glad Delta seems to deal with problems like that" another man said.
"Indeed," the woman said.

Every single person was looking at her as she walked down the aisle towards her seat. Hannah carefully avoided everyone's eyes.
As she reached her seat, she sat down and hid her face in a book.
"Well, I don't know what you expected", the man in the seat next to her said, "but behaving like that... well. I hope they made you realize your mistakes."
"I'm sorry for disturbing you", Hannah said, blushing but looking at the man's face.
"You didn't seem a single bit regretful just thirty minutes ago", the man said, still looking at her. "I wonder what changed your mind so drastically."
Hannah looked away.
"Considering the fact that you look like you've been crying and that you are constantly rubbing your rear end with your hand, I have a good guess that someone tanned your behind good and hard. Am I right?"
Blushing even more, Hannah forced herself to look back at the man. Then she nodded.
The man smiled. "Well, good then. If you had been my daughter I would have done the same."
Hannah looked back at her book.
"Don't worry, if what you're saying is true, and your nice little announcement added on top of that, you've been punished enough. I won't tell anyone else. But I recommend you to stop rubbing your behind, otherwise, it won't take long before everyone guessed what happened to you."
Hannah nodded. During the rest of the flight, she tried to ignore the pain and itching in her bum. But it was hard not to rub it a little bit every now and then. She really hoped that she wouldn't have to take a bath the same night because she wasn't sure that her bottom would look normal until then and she didn't want daddy to start asking questions. She just wanted two great, fun weeks with him.

"Well, that was a new one", Captain Jackson said.
"Indeed, but well-deserved", Anderson replied.
"I just hope that her father doesn't find out. I'm not sure he would agree."
"I'm sure she won't tell him", Anderson said. "That was the whole point, wasn't it?"
"True", Jackson said.
Anderson smiled. "You are quite a skilled spanker still, captain."
Jackson chuckled. "Guess it's like with flying. Once you've learned it, it's in your wrist. Muscle memory."
Anderson nodded. Then he took his headset, pretendingly reporting: "Position: across lap. Rotation: Good. Status of rear: sore."
Jackson raised his eyebrows. Then both of them laughed hard.

Hannah was laying in her bed at dad's house. She was rubbing her bottom a little bit. It was okay now, just itching a little bit.
Luckily, dad hadn't asked any questions and nobody had told anything. So her deal with the pilots had worked. And she hadn't had to take any bath tonight either.
Thus, she could look forward to two great weeks with daddy.
But despite this, she still felt a bit guilty for not telling him. He was her dad, after all. But on the other hand - she really had been punished, hadn't she?
Those pilots, wow. They had spanked hard. Harder than any spanking she had ever gotten before. Maybe the fact that she had been without her panties on had affected the whole thing. Probably. But still, it had been one of the hardest spankings she ever had gotten.
She wondered if she would dare to tell her best friend Jennie about it. Maybe, maybe not.
One thing was for sure, though. Hannah would never ever forget that flight. And she was quite sure that Captain Jackson and First Officer Anderson wouldn't forget it in the first place either.