it was uncomfortable and humiliating, to have her bottom taken this way in punishment.
He began to thrust his finger in and out of her in a hard punishing rhythm, scolding her the entire time. She cried out when a second finger joined the first.
“Are you going to obey me from now on, Isabella?”
“Yes! Yes! Grayson, please!” she cried out.
When he finally removed his fingers from her tender hole, her relief was short-lived because before she could even sigh, the little paddle clapped off her vulnerable bottom.
“Oww!” Izzy kicked frantically. The sting from the paddle was tremendous.
Grayson ignored her pleas and methodically paddled her, covering every inch of her of her bottom at least ten times before concentrating his efforts on her sit spots.
When the paddle began to hit the same spot on the tender crease of her left bottom cheek again and again, Izzy’s desperation grew to new levels. She couldn’t believe how badly her bottom hurt.
She was also horrified to have upset Grayson so much. The disappointment and disapproval in his gaze hurt almost as much as the spanking.
* * *
Grayson allowed fifteen measured strokes to fall on that spot before he moved to the other side to give it the same treatment.
By the time she was paddled to his satisfaction, there was not an inch of unscorched skin on her bottom or thighs. The skin was swollen and the brightest crimson he’d ever seen. The tender under curve of her backside was splotched purple on each side, ensuring the lesson would be remembered every time she sat for several days to come.
Grayson lifted his sobbing mate to her feet and stood, turning her to face the seat of the chair and pushing her chest down to rest on the seat as he bent her over.
“Now, you will hold yourself open for me, young lady,” Grayson said firmly. “I will have no argument from you unless you don’t feel you had enough time with the paddle.”
Isabella moved quickly to comply, grasping her bottom cheeks and pulling them open with a shuddering sob at her own touch.
She gave a loud groan of displeasure when she felt the large butt plug at the entrance to her bottom. “Please…”
A sharp swat landed on her thigh in response. “Isabella, I am ensuring you never take such a risk with your safety again. What would I do if something happened to you?”
Her chin quivered. “I’m sorry. I’ll never do it again.”
Grayson nodded, pleased with the true level of contrition he heard in her voice. He thrust the plug carefully into her bottom. While he planned to give her no pleasure here, he didn’t want to injure her.
She groaned as he began to move the plug in and out of her bottom, sending it deeper with each thrust. When he had it fully seated inside her, he gave it a couple of sharp twists to ensure he had her attention before locking it into place and bringing her to stand before him.
“Now, young lady, you will go stand in that corner and think about your actions this day,” Grayson told her firmly.
Isabella shifted from foot to foot with a moan of discomfort and a flush of embarrassment filling her cheeks. “Please, Grayson, I’ll be good…”
He steeled himself to stand firm against her pleas and turned her to the corner with a hard swat he knew jolted the plug deep inside her.
“Now, Isabella,” Grayson watched as his very subdued little mate shuffled carefully into the corner sniffling miserably.
Sitting back in the chair, he enjoyed the view of his little mate’s punished bottom with the base of the plug peeking out at him. He would finish her punishment by taking her bottom thoroughly, leaving his little fire in no doubt of who was in charge in their home.
Grayson only made her stand in the corner for ten minutes, taking mercy on her as he watched her continuous shifting from one foot to another as she attempted to relieve the sting in her bottom.
“Come here, little fire.” Grayson held a hand out as Isabella turned and hurried to
He began to thrust his finger in and out of her in a hard punishing rhythm, scolding her the entire time. She cried out when a second finger joined the first.
“Are you going to obey me from now on, Isabella?”
“Yes! Yes! Grayson, please!” she cried out.
When he finally removed his fingers from her tender hole, her relief was short-lived because before she could even sigh, the little paddle clapped off her vulnerable bottom.
“Oww!” Izzy kicked frantically. The sting from the paddle was tremendous.
Grayson ignored her pleas and methodically paddled her, covering every inch of her of her bottom at least ten times before concentrating his efforts on her sit spots.
When the paddle began to hit the same spot on the tender crease of her left bottom cheek again and again, Izzy’s desperation grew to new levels. She couldn’t believe how badly her bottom hurt.
She was also horrified to have upset Grayson so much. The disappointment and disapproval in his gaze hurt almost as much as the spanking.
* * *
Grayson allowed fifteen measured strokes to fall on that spot before he moved to the other side to give it the same treatment.
By the time she was paddled to his satisfaction, there was not an inch of unscorched skin on her bottom or thighs. The skin was swollen and the brightest crimson he’d ever seen. The tender under curve of her backside was splotched purple on each side, ensuring the lesson would be remembered every time she sat for several days to come.
Grayson lifted his sobbing mate to her feet and stood, turning her to face the seat of the chair and pushing her chest down to rest on the seat as he bent her over.
“Now, you will hold yourself open for me, young lady,” Grayson said firmly. “I will have no argument from you unless you don’t feel you had enough time with the paddle.”
Isabella moved quickly to comply, grasping her bottom cheeks and pulling them open with a shuddering sob at her own touch.
She gave a loud groan of displeasure when she felt the large butt plug at the entrance to her bottom. “Please…”
A sharp swat landed on her thigh in response. “Isabella, I am ensuring you never take such a risk with your safety again. What would I do if something happened to you?”
Her chin quivered. “I’m sorry. I’ll never do it again.”
Grayson nodded, pleased with the true level of contrition he heard in her voice. He thrust the plug carefully into her bottom. While he planned to give her no pleasure here, he didn’t want to injure her.
She groaned as he began to move the plug in and out of her bottom, sending it deeper with each thrust. When he had it fully seated inside her, he gave it a couple of sharp twists to ensure he had her attention before locking it into place and bringing her to stand before him.
“Now, young lady, you will go stand in that corner and think about your actions this day,” Grayson told her firmly.
Isabella shifted from foot to foot with a moan of discomfort and a flush of embarrassment filling her cheeks. “Please, Grayson, I’ll be good…”
He steeled himself to stand firm against her pleas and turned her to the corner with a hard swat he knew jolted the plug deep inside her.
“Now, Isabella,” Grayson watched as his very subdued little mate shuffled carefully into the corner sniffling miserably.
Sitting back in the chair, he enjoyed the view of his little mate’s punished bottom with the base of the plug peeking out at him. He would finish her punishment by taking her bottom thoroughly, leaving his little fire in no doubt of who was in charge in their home.
Grayson only made her stand in the corner for ten minutes, taking mercy on her as he watched her continuous shifting from one foot to another as she attempted to relieve the sting in her bottom.
“Come here, little fire.” Grayson held a hand out as Isabella turned and hurried to
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