"I'm sorry," I pleaded. I was facing the wall, my hand were hurting from being raised up for some minutes, so were my kneel from kneeling. I cant do this.
"I'm not doing this anymore." I sighed and dropped my hand.
Right now if I had an option, I would pick spanking.
"Raise them up, Harley," James warned.
"No I cant, this hurt too much and I'm tired." I sobbed.
I've been here for only five minutes still going to twenty-five more minutes.
CRACK, I heard before feeling the pain from my ass crawl up to my brain. I screamed.
"Raise the hands." I immediately complied.
"Please," I begged again as another five minutes passed.
I should just run away or report them to the cops. (I think like a maniac when in pain)
"Sorry, sorry." I couldn't hold on any longer.
"I think, she had enough."
