Poor little Slave Fluffy always finds himself under my heavy hand, and now I've asked my friend Amethyst Mars to join in on the face. That cute face of his such turns the most lovely shade of red each time we strike him across the cheek with our bare palms, the smacking down that his flesh makes when my finger collide with it inspiring Amethyst and I to hit harder, and harder each time. Cracking him back handed, or over and over again with the same hand, Slave Fluffy cries out when the build up becomes all too much to bare. Yet he takes every swat against his face like a good little pain sl...

Poor little Slave Fluffy always finds himself under my heavy hand, and now I've asked my friend Amethyst Mars to join in on the face. That cute face of his such turns the most lovely shade of red each time we strike him across the cheek with our bare palms, the smacking down that his flesh makes when my finger collide with it inspiring Amethyst and I to hit harder, and harder each time. Cracking him back handed, or over and over again with the same hand, Slave Fluffy cries out when the build up becomes all too much to bare. Yet he takes every swat against his face like a good little pain slut, as Amethyst and I are far from through with him. We are determined to make his face a bright shade of red, perhaps even bruising him up a bit to leave our mark? You'll have to see for yourself the damage that we deal out to Slave Fluffy. Would you dare take his place?