| Once I had Sasha up on the spanking bench, I wanted to have a nice little chat with her. She needed to understand that I was serious about this. She’d broken her last toy, threw her last fit, and gotten away with being a brat for the very last time. She would be reigned in, or she would be released from my charge. She begged and pleaded to be given one last chance. I told her, this was it, this was her last chance. I moved behind and began to caress her lovely ass. I stroked it softly with my hands. Feeling those luscious, pure white globes was heaven. They were so perfect, so unmarked...but not for long. I attacked those cheeks first with a cane. Just a warm up, starting with soft strikes...tickling mostly, she giggled, and I thought to myself, what a delightful sound, that soon would change drastically. I got serious with the cane then. I rubbed her cheeks with my hand, pinched them, and smacked them at first. Then I had a go at her with the cane. Each time I struck, I ...
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