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Suzie liked the way Rob looked in a suit, and she smiled up at him as he pulled her close and patted her bottom -- until she realized why he was doing it.
"Aren't you forgetting something?" he asked her.
"Do I have to?" Suzie said, trying not to whine and failing.
"I'm afraid so," Rob said. "I need to be able to discipline you while we're at the wedding, and I don't know if there'll be anywhere private."
Suzie sighed loudly, but Rob's face told her it was pointless to argue. Only stomping her foot once, she went back to the bedroom and put on those shorts. Pant-ishments, Rob had jokingly called them. They looked like bike shorts, but some vibrating technology in the padding could create the sensation of being spanked.
"There," she said, adjusting them as she emerged. She hoped they wouldn't be too obvious under her dress.
"Good girl," said Rob, and Suzie rolled her eyes.
The car was waiting for them outside, and he opened the back door and let her slide in first before joining her. Suzie took out her phone to check Instagram on the way, when she felt Rob put his hand on it. "Not yet," he said quietly. "Let's fix that attitude first."
She grimaced, but knew arguing now would only make it worse. She watched nervously as Rob took out his own phone, and tried to see what settings he was choosing. Then she felt the first swat through her shorts, as crisp and sharp as a paddle. She stared straight ahead, hoping the driver wouldn't notice what was happening.