Cara is summoned by her Sir who had enough of her behavior. She crawls into his presence on hands and knees, nude and awaits his words. His deep voice commanded her to look at him when he is speaking and she struggled to hold his gaze. He questioned Cara about her choices throughout the day. She admitted that she was bratty and made some poor decisions on how to act and apologized. Her Sir wasn't impressed and knew that the lesson would need to stick with her. He told her to get the chair and move it to the center of the room and she knew exactly what that meant...a spanking was certain to ...

Cara is summoned by her Sir who had enough of her behavior. She crawls into his presence on hands and knees, nude and awaits his words. His deep voice commanded her to look at him when he is speaking and she struggled to hold his gaze. He questioned Cara about her choices throughout the day. She admitted that she was bratty and made some poor decisions on how to act and apologized. Her Sir wasn't impressed and knew that the lesson would need to stick with her. He told her to get the chair and move it to the center of the room and she knew exactly what that meant...a spanking was certain to follow! With the spanking chair in place, she took her position over his lap. He scolded her more and began spanking her upturned bottom. She squeaked and squealed as the swats kept coming. Her Sir was sure to punctuate his points with hard swats and she kicked her feet as he made his mark. He was tired of the squirming so he pinned her legs and kept spanking and even made her count her swats! Poor Cara's bottom was hot and toasty before he felt she had learned her lesson.