This is your first time with blunt

"Awww, poor little blunt virgin. I remember my first time too, but don't worry, we'll start out slowly. Don't want to lose you too soon."

She sits down on your {if@ Male==true}chest{else}bust{endif}, facing your face. "Let's start with some light slapping," she says, and then her hand slaps you lightly on your left cheek. "There, that didn't hurt too much," she says with a smile. "Not as hard as this," she slaps your right cheek harder, "or this," she returns to the right cheek, harder still with her open palm, making it sting. "And what about both cheeks at once," she says, as she demonstrates, smashing your face between her palms.

"There, there, don't cry, that's five slaps to your ugly face. The first set's all over."

You lie there, your cheeks burning red, as she gets off your {if@ Male==true}chest{else}breasts{endif}. "Four more sets to go, five by five, remember. I'd love to stop now, but hey, it's my catchphrase. The fans expect such wanton sadism."

She walks around your body, tied to the ground, clearly wondering where to hurt you next, and taking her time about it. "Okay, let's start the second set," she says, dropping to her knees, and slapping you in your stomach, again and again and again and again. You writhe as much as the ropes that keep you tied will allow, which is not much at all.

"Second set over, bet you wish it was back to cheeks," she says, as her hand gently strokes your {if@ Male==true}penis{else}pussy{endif}. "Go on, beg me not to. I love begging."