Ach! Augh! No! Please, sir, please, sir, please!
The blistering barrage went on until Clayton determined that the struggling slave had been properly punished. Finally ending the last volley, he laid his paddle on Regans sweltering behind, letting the two surfacesher flesh and the hard woodgreet each other without the previous passion. She paid no mind to the unforgiving instrument, but felt the cool of the air begin to soothe the hot sting. The sting turned warm and her body billowed with the unexpected joy of s****l arousal making it difficult not to respond in a s****l way. This was not fair to feel this fire and desire its rightful conclusion. But fair is not a state of being a slave expects to feel. Fair is for the world of equals, not the world of masters and slaves.
She belon
