Spanking Sarahs Ass Part 3
I was hardly done deflowering her tight little bottom when my member
began to rise again.
"Ready for your discipline now Sara?" "Did you think I had forgotten?"
"First you will get a good
dozen with the cane all across that fat little ass, then I will take
a 1/2 hour break, and then a bare bottomed lession with the leather
training lash. I am going to teach you manners this afternoon.
I will have obedience from you. And we'll have another lesson together
in two weeks."
I picked up the bamboo cane and swished it through the air a few times.
Sara turned her pretty
round face back around and mouthed a silent "please", her eyes already
red with tears, her mouth turned down in a woeful lipswell.
I smiled back at her, my cock now again fully erect and clearly visible
to the remorseful schoolgirl. I brought the cane down sharply,
aiming low, and catching Sara not an inch above the flesh crease
dividing her bottom cheeks from her upper thighs..
Sara let out a low gutteral moan and her pale skinned rear mounds
compressed and surged as she attempted to defuse the smarting impact of
the cane.
I struck again, across the fat swell of her upturned bottom.
Sara swept her head from side to side,
"p.l.e.a.s.e, a.a.h.h.h.o.w.w.w. o.h ......p.l.e.a.s.e !"
Sara's bottom was bounding up and down, thrusting her bottom in to the
air,
and pulling her puppy fat cheeks hard apart, revealing her still
shinny anus, with each upward thrust. She turned her head and gnawed
her lower lip, her hands clenching in to desperate fists, her hips
shifting and tensing as she waited for the next strike.
I tapped the cane lightly across the crowns of her milky hillocks,
watching the fleshy orbs quiver slightly.
I gave her four quick sharp strikes across the middle of her smooth
skinned white ass, watching as the red lines of the cane became visible.
"Do you want to be a good little girl now Sara, want to behave ?"
" Ohhhh, aaahhhhh,....god yessir....."
I raised my arm and whipped the back of her bare tomboy thighs with
two severe strokes.
There was wild protests and Sara's schoolgirl ass did a dance that
would have made a bride
blush on her honeymoon night. She squirmed over the leather sofa, her
ass cheeks quivering and her hips raising and lowering in a lewd
dance of pain.
I caned high on the back of her legs, then two more across the very
bottom of her fat little ass cheeks, and four or five right through
the middle of her churning ass.
I was using full arm swings now,
snapping my wrists at the point of impact, and repeatingly stripping
her fleshy young ass with savage cane strokes.
Sara was past bounding her ass up and down. She was weeping low and
deep
within her chest, her ass doing slow rotations from side to side,
one knee jammed behind the other.