Step-Daddy stopped paddling me, but I knew my punishment wasn't over yet. Step-Daddy was done with ouchie paddles for the moment, but my poor bottom was due for a strapping! Step-Daddy wielded his large leather prison strap, letting it land with heavy thud on my already pink bottom. Each blow with Step-Daddy's strap made me jump, my bottom was on fire. My sheer bloomers offered little protection from the searing pain that shot through me every time Step-Daddy's strap licked my fat lil bottom. I could feel the tears welling up in my eyes, my pouty lips trembling as I thought about how naughty I... Show more