crop to the breast

"Hey now," said my clone trying to defend me. "You never told us clones were included."

"You are a part of her, so it goes without saying," said the princess. "And that will be additional punishment for back talking." she pulls out the cuffs from earlier and put them around my wrist. she then spun around on me, so she was facing my legs. she then took out another pair of cuffs and puts them on my ankles.

"Sit up," she ordered me as she got up. "And you start on supper. and if you back talk no supper for the original." I sent a small glare at the princess as I sat on my knees. once I had sat up, she went behind me and took a third cuffs to lock the first two together.

"You have been a very bad slave," she said to me while walking back and forth in front of me. "I do not like punishing you, but I do it because I care. a good master wants their slave to be the best they can be. that can only happen if you train out all the bad girl behavior." I did my best not to roll my eyes at this.

she then reached into her clothes and took out a riding crop. "You broke two rules. you disobeyed an order and you back talked. you will receive twenty hits for each," she said. for a moment i thought she was going to hit my face with the way i was bound but I was soon corrected when she aimed for my left breast. I let out a small scream from the hit. "That is one," she said. she then aimed for the other breast. "Two."

she continued to hit my breast till she eventually hit forty. she always alternated her hits on each breast which did help a bit. but she also aimed for my nipples on a majority of hits. nodding her head at this she walks to her bag and starts searching through it.