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.