“Oh, ouch! No, no, please!”
WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!
“OHMYGODNO…” She couldn’t help herself.
WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!
Her angst-ridden cries earned her another three hard smacks, then Hermione returned the paddle to its hook and turned to Friedrich.
“She takes it hard, this one,” Hermione chortled. “I’ll bet last night she woulda been writhing like a little pig to get that kind of bruising.”
“I’m not sure this one knows anything but wet and flooding,” Friedrich returned.
The woman jammed her hand deep between Marianne’s legs and felt her hole with two invading fingers. “My, my, you are right.”
Friedrich acknowledged the truth with no more than a nod. “Just make sure she understands that we have rules, strict standards she’s expected to uphold. Don’t spare the rod. This little sub has be
