«The worst part was my position. I looked up between my legs and saw the towering figure of Mastercane, his face grim, his lips pursed in a fierce snarl, the switch whipping through the air again and again, snapping across my bare thighs just inches from my face. I started to cry and cry in panic. It was too much. It was too humiliating. I couldn’t take it anymore!
I whimpered and wobbled and groaned loudly, but the switch kept going. I heard the sound of each blow more than I felt it, and the sound depressed me and filled my stomach with despair. Swish, swish, swishhh came as regularly as clockwork, but much faster.
Swishh, swish, swishhh There was nothing I could do, no way to escape. I gripped my ankles tighter and prayed I wouldn’t let go. Would it ever end? Swish, swishh, swishhhh It felt like hours. All I could see was Daddy’s erection and the swish of the switch The switch didn’t break because it was wet and very green. The pain didn’t bother me anymore – it was always there, had always been there, would always be there. Instead I felt calm Swishh, swishh, swishh, the sound of the switch was like a heartbeat. Daddy was whipping like crazy, it wouldn’t stop! Ah, so much contentment, so much happiness. It could go on forever.
Suddenly there was silence. I felt alone, lost, abandoned I opened my eyes and looked up, stunned. Mastercane’s dark eyes were looking at me with pity. “I told you you could wake up, Mara.” Or would you like more switches?
Pain rushed over me. My legs stung. It hurt to move. But I managed to slowly lower my legs. My body was stiff and sore as if I had been in that uncomfortable position for hours. The sheet was covered in blood. I didn't even know I was crying.
. I was wet with sweat and I felt very hot. My hair was messy and hanging in my eyes, but I didn't adjust it. All I could think was that right now - in this moment - I couldn't feel the switch anymore, I felt unbearable pain. My stomach was churning and I felt tingling between my legs. I kept telling myself that. "Enjoy the moment," I thought. Mastercane was looking at me excitedly with the switch covered in blood in his hand. I was now alone to savor my gruesome discipline. It was 7 p.m.»
«The worst part was my position. I looked up between my legs and saw the towering figure of Mastercane, his face grim, his lips pursed in a fierce snarl, the switch whipping through the air again and again, snapping across my bare thighs just inches from my face. I started to cry and cry in panic. It was too much. It was too humiliating. I couldn’t take it anymore!
I whimpered and wobbled and groaned loudly, but the switch kept going. I heard the sound of each blow more than I felt it, and the sound depressed me and filled my stomach with despair. Swish, swish, swishhh came as regularly as clockwork, but much faster.
Swishh, swish, swishhh There was nothing I could do, no way to escape. I gripped my ankles tighter and prayed I wouldn’t let go. Would it ever end? Swish, swishh, swishhhh It felt like hours. All I could see was Daddy’s erection and the swish of the switch The switch didn’t break because it was wet and very green. The pain didn’t bother me anymore – it was always there, had always been there, would always be there. Instead I felt calm Swishh, swishh, swishh, the sound of the switch was like a heartbeat. Daddy was whipping like crazy, it wouldn’t stop! Ah, so much contentment, so much happiness. It could go on forever.
Suddenly there was silence. I felt alone, lost, abandoned I opened my eyes and looked up, stunned. Mastercane’s dark eyes were looking at me with pity. “I told you you could wake up, Mara.” Or would you like more switches?
Pain rushed over me. My legs stung. It hurt to move. But I managed to slowly lower my legs. My body was stiff and sore as if I had been in that uncomfortable position for hours. The sheet was covered in blood. I didn't even know I was crying.
. I was wet with sweat and I felt very hot. My hair was messy and hanging in my eyes, but I didn't adjust it. All I could think was that right now - in this moment - I couldn't feel the switch anymore, I felt unbearable pain. My stomach was churning and I felt tingling between my legs. I kept telling myself that. "Enjoy the moment," I thought. Mastercane was looking at me excitedly with the switch covered in blood in his hand. I was now alone to savor my gruesome discipline. It was 7 p.m.»