Working through the more innocent misdeeds on my punishment list.
Face down, ass up, knickers down, toes pointed. As he walks toward her with his belt in his hand he thinks to himself about just how erotic the scene before him is.
Pussy slapping you until you drip…
There had been no dinner for her tonight. There would be no television, no Facebook, no fun for her. There had been a letter home from school. There had been a scolding; a lecture dripping with disappointment. Disappointment had turned into anger and, despite her tears, protests and promises, there had been the lowering of knickers and a long, hot, tearful spanking. There had been fervent promises to reform; to be a good girl from now on. Later there would be bed, where she could hide her shame under the covers and massage some of the pain from her cheeks. But now, there was the corner. The shame of kneeling in the corner with her knickers still round her knees. Now, there was the regret. The humiliation and regret of the naughty, freshly-punished schoolgirl.
A famous nu-west leda screen cap of the legendary Debbie who got spanked hard on film.
Corner time on my beautiful new pouting stool to think about what I’d done.
The perfect naughty stool for post spanking refelection