Chapter 537 The Pleasure In My Job:>Ep35

• I had not told her to add, "Miss," but I liked it. I remembered being taught during my first spanking that starting softer would allow an increased blood flow to the skin and prevent bruising when the spanks became harder. I didn't want to give Carol that courtesy. I wanted her to remember this spanking long after it was done and have the marks to remind her. I sensed she was going to replay this night in her masturbation fantasies for months. I also planned to take pictures, on her phone, of the results as her ass turned red and hopefully, purple, eventually. That's a long way to say, I smacked her hard. I then gave attention to her left buttock. She responded with another yelp and called out, "Two, miss."
• And that is how her first spanking began. About ten swats in, she started squirming a bit, but she kept the count going. I was enjoying having her under this much control. I finally figured out why Mistress, and the women she shared me with, loved spanking me. I knew Carol was in pain and any sensible person would not subject themselves to this treatment. But you already know how pain is an aphrodisiac to me. In fact, if I don't get a good impact treatment every few days, I start to go a little crazy craving it.
• I paid attention to how she squirmed to see if she figured out she could grind herself on my knee. I learned that lesson quickly, but she was missing that treat. She wasn't missing a rising level of heat from her buttocks greeting my hand with every stroke. The color, initially a delightful soft pink hue, was transitioning to a much brighter red and by the twentieth spank, her colorization was that of a fire truck. At that point I paused to give her a short break.