Dominique pulled out an armless straight-backed chair from the dining table and set it in the center of the open space in front of the enormous fireplace, unlit on this warm spring afternoon. She sat down and then ordered,
“Angela, you are to stand facing the corner next to the hearth with your naked rear end on display in advance of its own dose of painful medicine while your sister is getting her share. Zelda, you are to come here and face me while I bind your wrists in front of you so you will not be tempted to interfere with your punishment. Long experience as a disciplinarian of naughty headstrong girls has taught me that a spanking hard enough to be effective causes even the most stoic of penitents to try to shield their tender buttock flesh from its well-earned travails. I am a gre
