Bad girl

“Bad girl, Princess! How dare you speak back to me! You shall need some discipline!” A cane seemed to materialise in front of her. “On the bed, cheeks spread open! Keep that spread until I say otherwise! No movement or cumming is allowed and count each strike! Repeat back to me what I said NOW!” Jeff did as she was told, exposing her rosebud to her lover. She obediently replied back with everything she had been told, surprising herself by adding Mistress at the end.

“Good girl, Princess. Now count.” “AHHH!!! One, thank you, Mistress.” Jeff was surprised at how much she adored the praise and why she was thanking her, when she had not asked for it. “What a great, obedient little Princess you are! Now keep those cheeks open, good girl!!! Clearly your manners are improving, little outburst not withstanding. Now count!” “Yes, my Miss…ahhhhh!!! Two, my beloved Mistress.” Jeff’s cheeks burned as the cane had bit into the same place at the top of the cheeks. “AHHHHHHHHGH!!!!!! T-T-Three , m-m-my Mistress!” Tears flowed down Jeff as she struggled to keep her round, bottom open. The cane had landed on her bud .

“Poor little Princess! Well I will give the option. Do you want a strap-on inside your cheeks or another series of strikes to that fabulous ass of yours?” Jeff flushed, wet from praise and caning. She tentatively replied….