“You can be as loud as you like, Annabelle,” I teased her as I readied the crop. She worked her stiff jaw muscles but said nothing and not for the first time, I wondered what was going on inside the pretty head of my confused pet.
I swished the crop around a little and just touched it to her arse, carefully connecting with the bulge of her pink p***y and it peeked out between her thighs. She jumped as it connected and in that very moment, I brought my arm back and then forward in one continuous, fluid motion, connecting with exactly the same spot.
“Arrrrgh!” Annabelle opened her lungs and screamed out at the top of her voice.
I smiled at Claudette. “That first scream never gets old but do you think it’s different with an American accent?”
“She’s American? You didn’t say!” Claudette str
