Chapter Twelve
“No, no, no!” Mistress snapped. She swung the thin cane she held in one hand across Tanya’s naked ass, making Tanya start and ‘yip’ at the sudden sting. “You’re not even trying, you big-titted b***h! Now, start over.”
Tanya took a deep breath around the bit gag wedged tightly between her teeth. The high stiletto heels they had made her wear forced her to walk almost on her toes and left her feeling like she was always on the point of losing her balance. And if she fell, there was no hope of using her hands to break that fall. Her wrists were locked behind her in padded leather cuffs, and attached to the leather harness they had put on her so that her hands were kept well up and away from her vulnerable ass. The harness circled her torso just above and just below her breast
