RosieRad:
Lol! I bet Google Translate could actually do a passable job of getting the main points across, if not the finer nuances.
Part of the problem is that the Norwegian words for rice and spanking are the same, and for some strange reason Google prefers rice. You may find yourself with some rather strange images of bottoms smeared with rice. Perhaps you will enjoy Google's version of this critical scene (and, since you are likely to ask, I have no idea how they came up with the sentence "She heard it narrow before she knew that pig"):
Then it became quiet. His hands stroked her once again over the buttocks. Now it should happen. Now she should get rice.
Suddenly she was afraid that it would be too bad. She had always meant that rice would hurt; It was a joke, she thought - it would be a real punishment so that you really felt deserved to be forgiven. Now she was not so sure anymore.
She heard it narrow before she knew that pig. "Now I get rice," was there something that thought inside her. It was less painful than she had thought, almost a little disappointing maybe, but also a relief. Then it broke down in the second bump, harder this time - so hard that she let out a little moan.
"You really deserved this!" she heard him say far away. "When not even the deal could make you work, there's no way outside." He hit again, a little further down the ass this time, and there was a shock throughout her. For a moment she wondered if anyone could hear them, but she could not think of the thought before it narrowed again. She lifted her head a little and saw her hands curling the duvet cover together.
She got real rice. After a while it was like the whole ass was on fire and flame, and she had no thought for anything but the next battle. When it was sweating most, she thought she did not work a single blow, but when it landed, it was still possible for another. A couple of times she stabbed a hand behind her butt to protect himself, but he just swept it aside. Her moons went over to whining and after a while she felt some salt in her mouth.
He did not care until she lay and sniffed down in the duvet. "Do you have rice, you're gonna have it!" he had said once along the way. She had certainly not agreed, but now that everything was over and her butt felt more hot than tender, she again thought it was the way it should be. She had finally got rice!