“Good,” she answers. Xxx Just please don’t hit me anymore today,” I plead. I am going to wind up very sorry for the next several hours that she does! I was tired and stressed. In the center of the concrete floor, Mistress has set up a large, square sheet of plywood on the floor. “I won’t do it again, Mistress, I’m sorry!” That momentarily appeases her. “I won’t do it again, don’t worry” She looks me over carefully. The house sits on a small patch of land, and the nearest neighbor is about an eighth of a mile down the road. The rest of her stats I’ll allow her to describe to you, if ever you should meet. Mistress has added one touch, to be used for when I need a more severe punishment than just a beating with the belt, or some form of humiliation.
