Chapter Twenty-Five
Play Party Part Two
“Over to the wall, slave,” she said coldly.
I crawled to the wall where she cuffed me up so that my toes barely touched the floor. She walked over to the toy rack and picked out a Spencer paddle which she brushed lightly on my ass.
“We have an hour, slave,” she purred. “I plan to spend the entire hour using this on your butt. Anytime you can’t stand it anymore let me know and I’ll give you an alternative.”
When I was in the sixth grade they still had corporeal punishment in school. I remember one time I did something wrong or bad and I received a ‘swat’ from the principal. It was through my pants and yet it wasn’t anything I had ever wanted to happen again. Her first blow was much worse. It took my breath away and I almost fainted. I wasn’t able
