The Submission Factory
by Becky Bell
He sat on the bed and pulled her down on his lap, over his knee like a naughty child. His hand caressed her upturned buttocks, the rubber panties. Suddenly he raised his hand and spanked her. He spanked her again, the flat of his hand swatting her toned globes, over and over. Her bum was on fire. She felt herself tense, sweating inside the humid confines of the corset.