Drinking The Toxic Pink Drink
Wednesday, 24 August 2011
Tawse
He makes m kneel on the bed and give me three hard smacks with the tawse. I cry and scream as each hit strikes. I get another two on the mirroring cheek of my bottom later that day. Just for symmetry. I admire my bruises in the bathroom mirror.
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