Step-Daddy laid down the strap and picked up an implement I'd never been spanked with before. "This is a birch rod, I'm going to thrash your bare bottom." I whimpered as Step-Daddy pulled down my bloomers, baring my bottom for the next round of punishment. The bundle of birch rods landed hard on my tender red bottom. Each stroke painted lines of searing welts across my flesh. I begin to sob anew. Tears running down my hot cheeks, as Step-Daddy continued to beat my bottom with the rod. My bottom was an explosion of pain as the merciless thrashing continued until I was blubbering uncontrollably....

Step-Daddy laid down the strap and picked up an implement I'd never been spanked with before. "This is a birch rod, I'm going to thrash your bare bottom." I whimpered as Step-Daddy pulled down my bloomers, baring my bottom for the next round of punishment. The bundle of birch rods landed hard on my tender red bottom. Each stroke painted lines of searing welts across my flesh. I begin to sob anew. Tears running down my hot cheeks, as Step-Daddy continued to beat my bottom with the rod. My bottom was an explosion of pain as the merciless thrashing continued until I was blubbering uncontrollably. Suddenly I realized my punishment was over as Step-Daddy's reassuring hand stroked my hair and tear streaked face. I vowed to be a good girl and learn my lesson. BIRCH ROD, DADDYS'S GIRL, DOMESTIC DISCIPLINE, BEATEN TO TEARS, REAL DISCIPLINE, CORPORAL PUNISHMENT, BARE BOTTOM SPANKING, SCOLDING, TEARS, CHRISTY CUTIE, ASSUME THE POSITION STUDIOS