Sorry Is Just a Word 11

The girls look at my thick birch bundle in fear, having never experienced it's sting, and today is their initiation. Prudence goes over my spanking bench, squirming at each stroke as the whippy branches leave thick, angry red lines on her naughty little bottom. Cold and calculated, I deliver the schoolgirl a hard and harsh punishment until her cheeks are bruised and swollen. Includes facial reactions and close-up. Part 11 of 14