Chapter Six
For Ria the night passed slowly as she waited for the sun to rise and her hoped for freedom to be granted. She found that the only time she felt sexually aroused was not when she thought of her current position, or the touch of cold air to her bared very soundly thrashed bare bottom or even her vulnerable untouched s*x. No, not then, instead her arousal was triggered when she let her thoughts wander to it being her that had administered the thrashing to another. Her that would decide when her culprit would be freed and sent home or put to work, then her s*x responded.
Her mind and its warped thoughts led along many different pathways as within the house a clock ticked away the seconds. Ria knew which end of the stick she wanted to be holding, she knew what she wanted to do wi
