Sanna is in trouble.
The kitchen is still in a dreadful mess, despite HM Tom asking her to clean it up ten minutes earlier.
Now there are no second chances.
She is told to bend over in readiness for the cane. The cane descends on her taut jeans covered bottom - with a resounding crack. Immediately followed by her scream of pain. She straightens up, only to be told to get back into position.
After each stroke of the cane, she has to say, ‘Sorry Sir, it won't happen again.'
Several strokes of the cane later, HM Tom tells her she has five minutes to clean up the kitchen.
She gets started...
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Sanna is in trouble.
The kitchen is still in a dreadful mess, despite HM Tom asking her to clean it up ten minutes earlier.
Now there are no second chances.
She is told to bend over in readiness for the cane. The cane descends on her taut jeans covered bottom - with a resounding crack. Immediately followed by her scream of pain. She straightens up, only to be told to get back into position.
After each stroke of the cane, she has to say, ‘Sorry Sir, it won't happen again.'
Several strokes of the cane later, HM Tom tells her she has five minutes to clean up the kitchen.
She gets started...