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Click here"I see that you liked it. I told you we'd have some fun, didn't I, naughty girl?"
"Yeah, that was great! So intense! I feel... like... really alive!"
"You look so sexy, standing there rubbing your butt like that. I'm enjoying it as much as you."
Getting spanked is bearable, since we are well protected by our backsides. That is unless someone uses a lot of force. What does hurt is being hit on the upper legs just below your buttocks. I found it not only stings but would make me jump. The purpose being to have me lift up my legs during training, I learned. "Come on girl lift those legs up for me and be proud," I was commanded. That was easy for him to say since he had the whip and wasn't the one in their birthday suit attached to an automated arm in a horse training ring. The mechanism would change speeds every 20 minutes during the two hours I spent, running, trotting, cantering and prancing that afternoon. I was sweating and totally exhausted when my experience at the stud farm ended. Little did I know I was going to be ridden later by a number of male spectators that had witnessed my ring performance for the stable owner.
I have tried some unusual things. One was in an adult club that had two rings hanging down from the ceiling in a room. You were attached to the rings and could try having crops, paddles and cat-and-nine-tails run along your naked spine before being "tapped." All went well and it was something of a turn-on. That is until a whip was introduced. I was hit so hard across the ass that I passed out. To make it even worse I was left there hanging naked and the lights were turned out.