Sasha was a playful wench that amused me from time to time. She misbehaved purposely, just so she could be across my lap, ass in the air, taking her punishment with abandon. She was a hearty girl, with a fine ass, just perfect for spanking. Her cheeks were flawless, white, pale, and soft to the touch. She marked easily, and she wore bruises so well.

Well, Sasha had been especially naughty. She broke my favorite toy, and then lied about it. I think she did it on purpose, both the breaking, and the lying, but this time, she’d gone just a bit too far. That toy was expensive, and irreplaceable, since they don’t make them anymore, and she was going to have to be taught a lesson.

I called her up while she was at work and told her how to prepare herself before coming to see me. She was to wear her leather jacket, a short jacket, with nothing else on, but thigh high boots. I knew that the jacket wouldn’t cover her bubble butt when she bent over, and I told her to make sure she s...

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