12:33am
The paddle is gone. Madam is switching it up—now she’s holding two floggers, one in each hand.
She gets right to it, swinging them in tandem, striking across his entire back. She’s working high to low, covering his shoulders, back, ass, thighs—no part left untouched.
She just explained the reason—102 lashes. That’s how many days her shipment is delayed because duckie sent it the wrong way.
She’s not holding back. The force behind her swings is obvious, her arms flexing with every hit. Even from here, I can see how strong she is.
He has to be feeling this everywhere.
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