The paddle landed on Stephanie’s bare bottom with a loud pop!, and the young woman cried out in astonishment at the sudden stinging pain in her bottom cheeks. Yet before she could protest, the wooden paddle whooshed again through the air, this time landing lower on her bottom than the first strike. Stephanie clenched her butt tightly against the fiery smack, and she howled in pain. The young woman gritted her teeth in preparation for the next impact. Her naked thighs drummed against Mistress Nancy’s smoothly muscled legs.
“Enough!” Stephanie’s Mistress hissed, one arm wrapped around the flailing girl. The paddle connected again, this time a full smack! on Stephanie’s left bottom cheek. Pain swept up through the young woman’s flesh like an electric charge. A tormented moan escaped Stephanie’s lips, and she tried not to wiggle in Mistress Nancy’s grasp.
After Mistress Nancy delivered several more quick strokes, Stephanie burst into tears. Her bottom was on fire, and the skin of her butt was clearly marked with the impacts of the paddle.
Out of the darkness, a woman moved forward. Her dark eyes were bright and glittering in the gloom of the dungeon; her lips twisted in a wicked smile.
“I don’t know, Nancy,” said Mistress Ella, stepping further into the circle of light that surrounded Mistress Nancy and her slave girl. Dragging her own submissive behind her, Mistress Ella bent to examine the impacts on Stephanie’s bottom. “I think that paddle is too light. Why don’t you try my crop?”