After several strokes of the strap, the feelings sensations changed and I was again crying and pleading like a small child for my punishment to come to an end.
After 25 or 30 strokes with the strap, my afternoon of spanking finally came to a end.
I had to apologize to Jennifer.
She was told not to talk about my punishment to anyone else, on a promise of further painful spankings herself.
The mothers agreed that justice had been served.
Liz told me later she was sorry I had suffered so much, but that I should not have tried to watch her spanking in the first place.
I had to agree with her.
Even though we were not to talk about it to others,
we talked among ourselves about the events that had taken place, that day.