After she had been granted a respite of several minutes during which that which had just been punished was gently stroked and comforted. The young blonde moaned to feel the cool back of the hairbrush against her burning, throbbing nates. She was fascinated by the combination of pain and pleasure the dom had inflicted on her, so different from anything in her previous experience. So far, it seemed that the more humiliating and painful her position, the harder she came. And now, she knew yet another world of hurt was about to be entered by her poor already punished buttocks. She had little doubt that hard wood would make a more telling intersection with tender flesh than even the calloused palm it had so far experienced.
Mean Mommy had never stroked her bottom gently during spankings. That
