A comprehensive assortment of spanking implements

You smile at the pretty blonde, who's wearing a white, lacy sundress that leaves little of her slim, sexy body to the imagination. It's definitely more racy than anything you've seen her in before, although you only have one day's experience of the new world you've created, so it's difficult to judge whether it's as unusual in this reality as it would have been in the old one. You're about to speak, when you see, over her shoulder, that her bed is covered in a plethora of corporal punishment gear: canes, paddles, straps, whips, even a birch or two. Her own bullwhip is resting over her shoulder, casually.

"That's quite a collection," you say, nodding towards the bed. "Are they all yours?"

"Oh, um, no, Jaques." She lets out a sweet little nervous laugh. "I borrowed them from the library today. I was considering what we talked about yesterday—the importance of giving spankings—and decided it was time I started concentrating on that aspect of my responsibilities as an educator. Then…I could not help thinking about the bumps you gave me yesterday and…imagining how it would feel with some of these. Before I knew it, I had a divan-full laid out as you see! I should put them away…"

"Don't you think it seems a shame to do that before we've tried one or two of them out? I still owe you nine more sets of bumps, remember."

"I did not think you were serious about that, Jaques." She gives that laughs again. "I would never impose on you for something so trivial."

"Not at all, Léa. I enjoyed spanking you immensely and would very much like to do it again—as often as possible!"

"Well, in that case, please come in, Jaques." Léa stands to one side, allowing you to pass, before closing the door after you. Walking over to the bed to select an implement for today's entertainment, you hear movement behind you and glance back to see Léa is already fully naked—it turns out she wasn't wearing any underwear. It's a delightful and stimulating sight, but there'll be time to admire it later, so you exercise some restraint and return to your task while she hangs up her dress in the wardrobe.