"Funny you should say that," Alyx said musingly. Then, to Ash's surprise, she whistled. Even more to Ash's surprise, the whistle brought a miniature pit bull* running. And to Ash's dread, the dog was carrying Alyx's implement bag in its mouth.

"Good girl, Cookie!" Alyx praised her. The dog dropped the bag and went to lick Ash's face.

"Ewwww, get off me!" Ash said, pushing the dog away.

"She's just being sympathetic," Alyx explained. "She knows what's going to happen next."

"Huh?!" To Ash's dismay, Alyx had pulled out a some footwear from her bag.

"This," Alyx explained, "is what some people call a 'thong,' what others call a 'flip-flop,' but what we in Hawaii call a 'rubber slipper'!"

"That's extremely unhygienic!" Ash said desperately.

"Oh, don't worry, this slipper has never touched the ground," Alyx assured her. "It's only ever landed on naughty brats' bottoms."

"That's still unhygienic, in this age of COVID," Ash said.

Alyx sighed. The brat just couldn't seem to keep from digging herself deeper.

"Never fear, I wipe down my implements after they've touched bare skin. Just as I will after I spank your bare skin!" So saying, she quickly divested Ash of her Viking trousers and underwear, till there was a nice white bum showing. She raised the slipper and began peppering that white bum with hard swats, and it quickly started to change color.

Ash cried out. The heavy paddle had been full of thud, this rubber implement was pure sting. And the way Alyx was covering the whole surface of her bottom was agonizing. It was like being slowly roasted over hot coals.

"I think this 'shoe' fits very nicely," Alyx said. And she definitely had an evil grin on her face.