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She bent down to whisper in his ear. “I am going to make you scream even higher with this Mr.Reece!”

She stood to one side, to enable a good swing.

And raised it high above her head, and behind her back…

….and delivered a vigorous spanking, the tawse being just a blur as thwack after thwack echoed through the room, interspersed with high pitched squeals!

He held his position well as she laid the supple red leather time and time again, setting his buttocks on fire at every whack!

Then she bent down again, to inspect the damage. The effects of a thrashing began to fill her mind. What had she been missing until now? She now knew exactly what path her life was going to take. She needed this. Once tasted, it had to be sampled again….often!

“Well, my dear naughty boy, you have tired me out, thrashing a naughty bottom is both exhilarating and exhausting!” she said gently. Then stood to look at what else she could use on the red sore bottom trembling and shaking before her…

Before her was another tawse, dubbed as the ‘senior one’. It was much thicker, less pliable, narrower and longer than the junior one.
“This looks menacing Mr.Reece!” she said gleefully. Mr Reece kept quiet, knowing that anything other than complete compliance would spell total disaster for his poor bottom. The urge to rub and comfort his cheeks was almost unbearable, but bear it he must.

She picked up ‘the beast’, and sat on a desk flexing it over her knee in eager anticipation…

Much more to come…

Asa