I noticed the nervous quiver in Hailey's voice, when she called me from the road. 'I am running behind sir' she told me. She knew she was in for a long and painful spanking session that day. It was her 13th session (Lucky or unlucky?) I picked this implement because of its age, sturdiness, but most importantly the history (or highly suggested history) I mean who can see a brush like the from the early 1930's and assume it had been used more than one on a naughty bare bottom? Certainly not me! As I always do, I tied in the history Hailey and I have had over the past to the undoubted history ...

I noticed the nervous quiver in Hailey's voice, when she called me from the road. 'I am running behind sir' she told me. She knew she was in for a long and painful spanking session that day. It was her 13th session (Lucky or unlucky?) I picked this implement because of its age, sturdiness, but most importantly the history (or highly suggested history) I mean who can see a brush like the from the early 1930's and assume it had been used more than one on a naughty bare bottom? Certainly not me! As I always do, I tied in the history Hailey and I have had over the past to the undoubted history of this brush. She got comfortable over my lap, because she knew that the brush would land and fall many times before moving on. That number was 405 by the way. The three cameras capture this spanking as it was meant to be captured. It was a spanking that had not only beauty, but a purpose. Hailey has come to need spankings in her life, but only from me, wherein true discipline is concerned. The beauty of this brush was only surpassed that day, by the beauty of Hailey herself. How could you not want to watch that bottom being spanked?