My hands dove into my whipped cunt; heedless of audience, I frantically rubbed the stinging lines. My cruel punishers grabbed my arms, yanking me upright, spun me dizzily, bent me over. Mrs. Cleanknockers stuffed me betwixt her thighs; fingers gouged my breasts, pinched nipples trapped. My defenseless bottom now targeted for Lord Caneshard’s wrath. The harsh leather strap reignited the scalding burn. I yowled, muffled in her skirts, and danced on tiptop like a puppet. Quick, steady, decisive, he punished my insolence and drove the cocky attitude before him to market. Silence then, only my sobbing heard. What heavenly heat.
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Spank Me Hard! ... Please? 
I could feel every one of those stinging lines… Oh, if only she would learn to be punished without slipping her fingers between her thighs. But where would the fun be, then? Especially for the author. 😉
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Ruby is going to take a loooooong time to learn. But it’s all good, clean fun. Cheerio.
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