She found herself unable to speak. Her jealousy and anger-fuelled plans bubbled inside her but found no vent. All she could do was watch her beautiful girl with her eyes closed and wet lips open and pouting as she was pierced from behind. She wanted to go up and kiss Beth and tell her that she was hers now, but her legs simply wouldn’t move. Yesterday it had been her with Beth in that bed.
Claire had told her girl that next time they were together she would tie her to the headboard and administer a spanking. To allay the punishment, Beth would have to call out rude forfeits that she was prepared to allow her Mistress to perform on her. If Claire found a suggestion dirty enough, she would stop. If not, the spanking would continue with increasing severity. Beth had shivered at the idea but
