Transcript of video post from influencer Bailey Corson, widely known by her screen name ‘Bailey_C’

We see Bailey looking into the camera, visible from the shoulders up. She is a young woman with brown eyes and long brown hair. Her hair is pulled back into a braid. Bailey appears to be standing in her bedroom; the light blue wall in the background has 2 posters which are not visible in great detail. She is addressing the viewers while she applies makeup.

“Hey, everybody, it’s Bailey again. Right now, it’s 6.30 in the morning. I don’t normally get up this early, but I have a really important appointment today, and I have to take the bus to get there since my driver’s license is suspended.

“Yeah, I got myself in some trouble. That’s what my appointment is about today. You probably remember from my last video that I got arrested this past weekend. That was a short one and I didn’t give a lot of details, but I’ll get into that shortly. Anyway, I had my court date two days ago, and I feel like it went well.

“Um, so at my hearing I plead no contest. My lawyer said that means that you’re not admitting guilt, but you think a jury would find you guilty, which they definitely would in my case. So that was part of a plea bargain that she set up for me. I put in the no contest plea, and she got me into a new program where I don’t have to go to jail. That’s really good because I could have been looking at anywhere from thirty to ninety days in jail, and I have my next semester of college starting in three weeks. So, this new program is definitely, um, different.

“The way it works is that I get corporal punishment instead of jail time. When my lawyer first told me that I was like, ‘uh, you mean like a spanking?’ I wanted to know for sure what she meant. Because I didn’t know if it was gonna be somebody bending me over and spanking my butt, or if it was like getting tied to a post and whipped on my back or something. She said it was basically a spanking on an ‘unprotected posterior’ which is a fancy way to say bare bottom. So that was kind of a relief. My mom spanked me on my bare bottom a couple of times when I was really little, so I’d much rather do that than go to jail.

“They’ve already told me some of the details about it too, so that helped me prepare mentally for it. When I called and scheduled the appointment, they did give me some good news. Since I’m a girl, they’re gonna have a female officer do the actual spanking. So, hopefully she’ll go easy on me. Anyway, let me read off what’s on my court papers here since it’s got the charges and everything.”

We see Bailey pick up a piece of paper in her right hand.

“Alright, here it is: ‘The offender, Bailey Elizabeth Corson, is sentenced to corporal punishment as ordered by the court. The designated instrument for this punishment will be a leather strap.’

My lawyer says they could have given me either that, a wooden paddle, or a nylon rod. That strap is probably the least scary of the three. Anyway, there’s more.

‘The charges and corresponding sentences are as follows:’ Then it has a list. ‘Count one, driving while under the influence of alcohol. Twelve strokes. Count two, consumption of alcohol by persons under the legal age of twenty-one years.’ (Of course I’m only nineteen.) ‘Eight strokes. Total strokes to be administered, twenty.’ My lawyer said that was pretty lenient for DUI and underage drinking. So this shouldn’t be too bad.”

Bailey sets the paper down out of frame.

“So yesterday I took some time to prepare myself for today. First, I sat down, and thought about what I’d gotten arrested for. I’ve already forgiven myself for what I did so that’s been dealt with. Today I decided to dress for the occasion as best I can.”

Bailey steps back to allow the viewer to see more of her.

“I’m wearing this simple, light blue, short sleeve blouse. I’ve paired it with this loose fitting black skirt that comes to about three inches above my knee. I’m thinking that way it should be easier for the officer who spanks me. I’m guessing they’ll have me bend over like a table or something, then she can just lift up my skirt, pull my panties down, and give me my licks. Instead of fancy shoes, I’m just going with some basic sandals. That way I can come home and just kick them off. I am a little bit nervous about this, I mean it’s probably gonna be uncomfortable, but I feel like I’m ready to just get this done and move past it.

“My appointment is for ten o'clock this morning. I’m just gonna go take my punishment, then I’ll come home and probably take a hot bath, and then watch one of the shows I’ve been into lately. Well, I’ve got to head out and catch the bus in a little bit, but I’ll post another video later to let you all know how it went. And as always, if you enjoyed this video, like and subscribe below.”

Transcript of video Bailey posted later that same day.

Bailey is outdoors, apparently standing in a parking lot. Her eyes are red and puffy looking. She is sniffling, and wiping away tears as they stream down her face.

“I, um, I’m here at the alternative justice center near downtown, and I just got done with my appointment. I am glad that I didn’t have to go to jail, but I’m also wondering if this was any better.

“So let me tell you how it went. I got here just before ten this morning. I came in through the main entrance and went to the wing of the building that’s for female offenders. I checked in at the desk, and they had me sit down in the waiting room.

“I only had to wait like five minutes, and this lady came out and called my name. She said her name was Brenda, and she was the secondary officer. She said the primary officer was the one who would be doing the spanking, and the secondary was there as a witness. Brenda led me to a locker room first. She had this little device that opened up a locker for me. She had me put my purse and any valuables I had in it then she closed it up. After that she took me into this hallway full of rooms with numbers on the doors. I was in room 5. She unlocked the door and led me inside.

“In the middle of the room there was this contraption, they all called it the bench. It kind of looked like a weight bench at a gym. It had this one platform that was low to the ground then a higher platform that was slanted forward a little. To my left there were some hooks on the wall, like to hang clothes on. To my right was a small table and a chair. In the far left corner they had a cabinet with an electronic lock. Anyway, Brenda told me I could have a seat while I waited for the nurse. The door locked behind us.

“The nurse came in a couple of minutes later and did a short medical exam. She checked my heart rate and blood pressure. That was all good. Then she said she had to do a tissue exam. For that she had me take off my sandals, and then had me take off my panties and hang them on a wall hook. Then she told me to turn around and lift up my skirt. She just kind of felt around my bottom a little, then she told me that I was healthy enough for corporal punishment. She left and told me the primary officer would be in soon.

“I waited a few minutes, and then a woman in a uniform like Brenda’s stepped in. She introduced herself as Liz. They had me kneel on the lower platform of the bench, and then Liz told me to pull the hem of my skirt up above my waist and bend over the upper part. So, I did. Then they put restraints around my wrists and ankles, then another one across my torso. They said this was for my safety so she didn't accidentally hit the wrong area. Then Brenda stood in front of me and opened up the file folder she was carrying. She read off the list of my charges and sentences one more time. I’m not sure why. Then Liz went over and opened the cabinet, and that’s the first look I got at the strap. It wasn’t what I expected at all.

“When they said ‘leather strap’ I pictured something maybe like a belt. This thing was maybe fifteen inches long, and about three inches wide. It was attached to a wooden handle, and the leather looked like it was folded over and stitched together, so it was like really thick. I started to get worried at that point.

“Well, Liz walked behind me, and I felt her kind of line the leather up on my backside. Then all of a sudden Brenda says, ‘Ready.’ She drew the strap back and brought it down hard. I just gasped because it had such an awful sting, and it was like my brain didn’t know how to react to it. Then Brenda counted out, ‘One.’ Liz paused a few extra seconds, maybe to let the effect of that stroke sink in before she continued, I don’t know. Then she kept going at that slow, methodical pace while Brenda counted each one out loud. I screamed out loud at the next few, then I just sobbed my way through the rest of it. It felt like my bottom was on fire and every stroke just made it worse. I was a little bit relieved when I finally heard Brenda count, ‘Twenty.’ Then Liz put the strap away and they undid all my restraints.

“They brought the nurse back in and she did a quick post punishment exam. Then they had me get dressed, and took me back to the locker room to get my purse and everything. I went into the restroom before I Ieft, and nobody was around so I pulled my panties down and lifted my skirt to check my backside in the mirror. It was maroon all over and I have a few dark purple bruises in a few places. I can still feel the sting too. It’s really bad!

“So, I want to share the lesson I learned with all of you. Don’t drink if you're underage, and especially don’t drink and drive. I don’t want any of you to go through what I went through today. Or worse.

“Anyway, the next bus should be here in about twenty minutes. If there is a good side to this it’s that riding the bus means I can stand up for the trip back home. I don’t think I can sit down right now. Stay safe everybody.”

The End

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