She immediately gives the slipper a long hard swing back before sending it down and lets it crash into Sara’s bottom with a resounding bang.
“Aaaaaahh!!”
At least Sara’s going to get it just as hard as Anthea.
Her shrill little shriek contrasts with Anthea’s more guttural grunting.
Joanna takes scant notice though.
She seems far more interested in measuring up the next whack,
a point I can quite appreciate.
Aaaaaahh!!”
Sara dips slightly at the knees.
Oh good gracious!
Buckling already?
At just the second stroke? T
hat really won’t do.
“Keep still, please Sara.” I say.
“This does hurt you know!” She snaps back,
but at least has the courage to straighten her knees and thrust her bottom out for the next whack.