He tapped her ass with the cane then swung again, hitting her on the very tops of her thighs.
“Oh… God!” The scream was full blown. When she heard the whooshing sound again, she no longer cared about the ginger burning her asshole.
Every strike in a tight rhythm, he peppered her ass over and over again. Resting, he rubbed her ass cheeks, checking the position of the ginger, twisting the piece back and forth. “You’re doing very well.”
“Please, get this over with. Sir!” Clenching and unclenching her hands, tears slid from both eyes.
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