Sinful Sunday: A severe lesson, but not the right one

Six, thank you, Master!

Now! Girl, I am sick of these last-minute panics! Are you going to get your next essay in on time?

Well, maybe, Master. I can only see what happens… 

Ah fuck! You’re enjoying yourself, aren’t you? 

Mmmm maybe a bit…

All right. [Picks up cane again.] I think we can fix that. Don’t move. 

[But pleasure persists, the way grass can break concrete. He tried, but he didn’t fix that. Not at all.]

6 thoughts on “Sinful Sunday: A severe lesson, but not the right one

    • Thank you!

      I was trying to punish, and I thought that was past her capacity to enjoy the cane.

      Alas, there seemed to be no point at which the cane didn’t feel good, once it had started.

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