Mistress returned with a paddle and commanded me to lie over her lap.
The fear took hold of me and I begged, "Please Mistress, not here. Im sorry." I then spread naked pregnant my legs further, and place my hand palms up on my thighs.
My submission was too late as Mistress added 5 more smacks to my mounting punishment.
Tears dripped from my eyes down to the floor naked pregnant as my naked pregnant body lay over Mistress Taralyns lap and she started my retribution.
Each smack naked pregnant was like the bite of one thousand snakes.
Once Mistress was done, my body trembling, I returned to my proper kneeling position beside my Mistress.
A few tears still trickled down my cheeks as Mistress ran her naked pregnant hand up the inside naked pregnant of my thigh.
The wetness leaking from my naked pregnant pussy naked pregnant as fast as the tears escaped my eyes.
A shudder passed through my entire body as Mistress rubbed my throbbing pussy.
To my relief, eight oclock came and the floor show began.
The show for tonight was the penalty of the male slave who had been shackled to the door.
His Mistress was going to make an example of him to all slaves present who thought they could disobey their Master or Mistress and get away with it.
Mistress Anne chained her slaves arms to the ceiling.
She began by flogging him relentlessly.
Mistress Anne used a heavy flogger that was obviously used for only the stiffest of punishments.
The blood flowed cold in my veins as I watched Mistress Anne uncompromisingly torture her slave.
This was beyond any chastisement I could ever imagine.
Mistress Taralyn must naked pregnant have sensed my uneasiness.
She stroked my face and reassured me that the slave would be ok.
This did little to ease the pain building inside me.
My empathy for this slave was overwhelming naked pregnant and taking hold of me like a vice around my body.