I have to say my bottom is really rather sore now,

and it’s becoming harder to keep still and let myself be whacked again.

“Uuuuunnhh!!”

I feel my knees buckle a little,

just like Sara’s did

, and I know why now!

I feel extremely vulnerable, bending over the chair with my bottom thrust up ready to be smacked again.

“Aaaaaahhh!!”

Another resounding smack across my bottom.

I hang on to the edge of the seat to steady myself as the rubber sole scorches my bottom again.

It’s the last one coming up and I make an extra effort to brace myself.

“Ooooooooowww!!”

A loud bang reverberates around the room as Anthea really lets me have it.

I dip at the knees several times against the searing pain and wriggle my bottom in the hopes that will make it more bearable.