As for the paddle if you use it on my back, avoid the spine. Everywhere is is goodStart on my arse thenI leaned over the arm of the leather chair in t...he corner of my bedroomMichael swished his flogger through the air inches from my arseTen strokes now please Michael. He started the first. The flogger coming down on my arse hard but not too hardThud. Two, slightly harderAnother thud, this time a little more forceful.My boy continued to flog my arse increasing the force ever so slightly with each. Jonothon's body shows almost no sign of the horrible, smelly things which are being done to his soft ickle brain.Jonothon is being chemically lobotomized, slowly and gently and exquisitely. His head-meat stinks like free will and boy-thinks. He knows not that a preteen boy must think of nought but serving his Masters. Jonothon shall be chemically sterilised of his impure human thoughts until his head-meat is clean and correct and obedient. For many hours the smelly little preteen boy dangles. "Shdaes said, "Look she's crying that's so nice and girly, it's wonderful.Hakim chose well, she will make a wonderful Chaeka."I didn't really register what had been said, I was so excited."Well come on girls we have things to do today," Jafner said. So off wewent, as we were leaving we saw Shreem Hakim's mother, I blushed as shesaid, "Oh Andrena you look so lovely, I'm so, so pleased for you." Thenshe smiled and we left.Well the first place we went was the hairdressers Jafner said, "First ofall. His strokes are rough and slow. He lets the heat build in one place and then increases the tempo. His blows land on my thighs and on the sit spot. The skin begins to glow, and I have to force myself not to clench. When I squirm away reflexively, Daddy yanks me back into position so he can strike me again, more easily. My clit hardens against his thigh, and my breath grows ragged in my throat. He leans forward and grasps an implement. When he runs it over my rosy skin, I realize it is the.