✨Imagine being called over with no escape, knowing exactly what’s about to happen. You see me seated, waiting, the brush placed beside me like a promise. The command is clear: over my lap, where you belong. Your breath catches as the first spanks fall—hand after hand, firm, sharp, making your skin sting and your body jolt. The warmth builds, spreads, deepens, until you’re red and raw. And then comes the brush, each strike heavier, sharper, echoing with finality. You’re locked in that space: listening, obeying, staying still, taking every strike until you’re marked as a good boy—corrected, disciplined, and reminded of your place. 🙌
✨Imagine being called over with no escape, knowing exactly what’s about to happen. You see me seated, waiting, the brush placed beside me like a promise. The command is clear: over my lap, where you belong. Your breath catches as the first spanks fall—hand after hand, firm, sharp, making your skin sting and your body jolt. The warmth builds, spreads, deepens, until you’re red and raw. And then comes the brush, each strike heavier, sharper, echoing with finality. You’re locked in that space: listening, obeying, staying still, taking every strike until you’re marked as a good boy—corrected, disciplined, and reminded of your place. 🙌
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