She knew she was in for a session of discipline her backside already burning with anticipation.
Her stare held a mix of fear and excitement as the initial sting reverberated through the room.
Each impact brought a gasp a sharp lesson of her misdeeds.
The warmth spread across her flesh a fiery blush painting her skin.
Before long the marks began to appear a testament to the strict hand that guided her.
She wondered about the intensity of the next hand.
Her mind drifted to the release that came with this extreme experience.
The rhythm of the smacks filled the air a mesmerizing beat.
A small moan escaped her mouth a blend of discomfort and sensation.
The session intensified her frame trembling with each hit.
She focused on the sensation letting it engulf her senses.
Then a new sensation a palpable humiliation a new level of pleasure.
Her hands were tied now limiting her movement.
The hand was firm and relentless delivering hard strokes.
She understood this was for her own benefit.
The fresh model Lenka watched her moment approaching.
Finally a release of sensation washing over her.
A unique hundredth session a achievement of pain.
The ordeal was etched into her mind a lesson she wouldn't soon forget.
The afterglow sensation a intoxicating ache.
