THE MANOR HOUSE
THE THIRD YEAR
THE COUNCIL OF THIRTEEN
Elisabeth placed her hand into the offered hand of Karen’s Mom and allowed it to guide her over the waiting lap.
As she settled herself, the all too familiar butterflies in her tummy and heat in her face as she bent over materialised as she found herself staring at the carpet. There was only one other position that she found equally shaming and humiliating and that was the diaper position as it presented her pussy, not only to her punisher but to anyone else watching and too readily available to the spanking hand to land with stinging results.
The first spank landing was heavy, exploding the air from Elisabeth in a surprised gasp.
The next and the next were nearly as hard and they continued for what seemed an age.
Elisabeth began to squirm as within a minute of the spanking starting, easily sixty or more smacks had landed across both cheeks and the backs of her thighs; such was the rapid spanking pace of Mom’s style.
1st DRAFT COMPLETE