She hadn’t even done anything wrong this time. This wasn’t a punishment, it was a remind
She hadn’t even done anything wrong this time. This wasn’t a punishment, it was a reminder. A painful lesson that I could do this if I chose, for no reason other than I wanted to. I could see how small and scared she was, and yet she didn’t flinch from the blows. Her hands stayed behind her as I had ordered. Even in this, she was my good obedient toy, and for that she would be rewarded. -- source link
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