More than likely, as much as it helps their fantasy, maybe Amazons are MORE than proportionately stronger and durable than Littles; so what would be a slap to an Amazon toddler’s butt is a beating to a full grown Little. Maybe the bastards just don’t hold back as much because they know they won’t be punished if they break us.
I don’t know.
What I do know is that I felt those spanks rocket through my spinal cord. My skin heated up instantly into a full body blush as my heart pounded out of my chest. And the only conscious thoughts in my brain were “Please make it stop! It hurts so much! I’ll do anything! ANYTHING! PLEASE JUST MAKE IT STOP!” It could have been a hundred swats. It could have been ten. I’d literally lost the ability to count them by swat number 3.
