She suddenly stopped and said, “Alisha. Did you remember to prepare the ginger?”
“Yes, Mistress.”
“Get it.”
Julie heard Alisha scurry away. Mrs. Fletcher resumed the spanking until Alisha returned. Julie felt the woman’s hands spreading her cheeks while her slave inserted the dreaded root into her asshole. The spanking resumed and this time it did seem that the blows were harder. And now the burning sensation began. Julie tried desperately not to clench. But then Mrs. Fletcher sadistically pushed her cheeks together. Julie let out a scream. “Yes, it does hurt, doesn’t it?” the woman said. The spanking resumed, the pace quickening. The woman was using both hands now, spanking her cheeks like a drum. Julie gripped the legs of the chair as if for dear life while her own legs flailed wildly
