A harsh caning for Mara, my stepdaughter
A Hard Spanking for Mara, My Stepdaughter
I gestured to the long, yellow punishment rod on the desk. “I’m going to spank you with the rod now, Mara. I’m going to spank you really hard on your bare buttocks with the rod. It’s going to sting terribly. The stripes I’m going to make with the rod will hurt. But I want you to learn from the pain. I want you to change, to be a different Mara. I want you to be a good girl.”
— That’s it. Let’s not talk anymore. It’s time for your punishment and I assure you I’ll make it memorable. You’re going to get the spanking of your life.
— Mastercan, please forgive me.
I raised the rod, bending it. “Take off your clothes, Maral. You know how to do it!” I want to see you naked. Now!!!
— Sir, please!
Crying, Mara began to remove her skirt. “It’s not fair, sir. I didn’t do anything. .” “I swear I didn’t.”
— Of course you didn’t, I growled sarcastically. It’s a preventive whipping. You need to be punished severely, Mara!!!
“Oh, what are you embarrassed about being naked in front of your father? I would think you would be! But it’s just a harsh punishment for my stepdaughter.. Understand. Look at those breasts… your nipples are stiff and erect, aren’t they? You’re horny. This whipping turns you on, doesn’t it? I knew from previous punishments that Mara gets aroused during and after the corporal punishments I administered to her with severity.
— Bare skin, Mara, and hurry up!”
Moaning in protest, Mara complied. Now she was naked in front of me. I ordered her to put her hands behind her back and show me her naked body. I couldn't wait to teach her a stinging lesson, my cock throbbing wildly in her pants. As I disciplined my stepdaughter I was very horny.
I knelt at her feet and felt the aromas between my daughter's legs. "Do I smell arousal?" You're wet, aren't you? This stripping is meant to humiliate and punish you, but instead, it turns you on. How dare you?
You're here for discipline. You're here for punishment. This is serious punishment. The skin of her teenage buttocks on my rod, Mara. My stepdaughter was trembling with fear.
I couldn't wait to start the whipping. Her plump buttocks protruded from behind her, a glorious offering I couldn't refuse. I slammed my rod hard into her ass that awaited the stinging torture.
Mara screamed sharply and a red bulge appeared on her bottom.
My thin instruction rod rose and fell methodically at regular intervals. The smooth, curved cheeks of Mara's bottom quickly flushed with thick, purple marks that swelled on both sides. Mara moaned, writhing like a mare shaking a fly off her bottom. She moaned and screamed, and I paid her absolutely no attention. All I cared about was making her ass suffer and fill it with painful marks from the rod. I pounded my girl's buttocks and thighs with thirst and without mercy.
My stepdaughter's ass was painful just to look at, your imagination shudders at how much each stroke of the cane must have hurt. I whipped her small ass with thirst, without mercy and with a touch of sadism.
While I was caning her, I lectured her, telling her what a naughty girl she was, how bad it was to be whipped naked, how much her naughty ass deserved this pain.
"Your beautiful ass was made for the cane, Mara. Look how it absorbs the movements of my cane. It's like it's getting the stripes. There's so much room. Such a wide and round ass, ideal for whipping."
There was more, much more, because I whipped her roughly with the cane for almost an hour. I told her what a naughty girl she was, I asked her if she was learning anything. I told her how beautiful her juicy striped ass looked.
I also roughly cut her thighs, leaving them streaked with purple stripes. Oh, how she screamed, protested, and begged.
What followed was the most intense part of the beating. I cut her with the cane mercilessly at an accelerated pace for several minutes, unleashing several dozen live whiplashes on her in the process. Mara just screamed and writhed, there was no mercy for her.
She was quite distraught when I put down the cane. — Have you learned your lesson, Maral?
— Yes, sir! Your punishment is over. I hugged her, kissed her on the cheek, telling her how much I loved her. All this severe punishment was for her good, for her future.
-Thank you, dad, for punishing me. I deserved this.
-Now get dressed, we're going to town to shop, it's like you wanted to buy clothes. I'll wait for you in the car, my dear. That was me, I truly loved my stepdaughter. The love was mutual, as was the respect/
I gestured to the long, yellow punishment rod on the desk. “I’m going to spank you with the rod now, Mara. I’m going to spank you really hard on your bare buttocks with the rod. It’s going to sting terribly. The stripes I’m going to make with the rod will hurt. But I want you to learn from the pain. I want you to change, to be a different Mara. I want you to be a good girl.”
— That’s it. Let’s not talk anymore. It’s time for your punishment and I assure you I’ll make it memorable. You’re going to get the spanking of your life.
— Mastercan, please forgive me.
I raised the rod, bending it. “Take off your clothes, Maral. You know how to do it!” I want to see you naked. Now!!!
— Sir, please!
Crying, Mara began to remove her skirt. “It’s not fair, sir. I didn’t do anything. .” “I swear I didn’t.”
— Of course you didn’t, I growled sarcastically. It’s a preventive whipping. You need to be punished severely, Mara!!!
“Oh, what are you embarrassed about being naked in front of your father? I would think you would be! But it’s just a harsh punishment for my stepdaughter.. Understand. Look at those breasts… your nipples are stiff and erect, aren’t they? You’re horny. This whipping turns you on, doesn’t it? I knew from previous punishments that Mara gets aroused during and after the corporal punishments I administered to her with severity.
— Bare skin, Mara, and hurry up!”
Moaning in protest, Mara complied. Now she was naked in front of me. I ordered her to put her hands behind her back and show me her naked body. I couldn't wait to teach her a stinging lesson, my cock throbbing wildly in her pants. As I disciplined my stepdaughter I was very horny.
I knelt at her feet and felt the aromas between my daughter's legs. "Do I smell arousal?" You're wet, aren't you? This stripping is meant to humiliate and punish you, but instead, it turns you on. How dare you?
You're here for discipline. You're here for punishment. This is serious punishment. The skin of her teenage buttocks on my rod, Mara. My stepdaughter was trembling with fear.
I couldn't wait to start the whipping. Her plump buttocks protruded from behind her, a glorious offering I couldn't refuse. I slammed my rod hard into her ass that awaited the stinging torture.
Mara screamed sharply and a red bulge appeared on her bottom.
My thin instruction rod rose and fell methodically at regular intervals. The smooth, curved cheeks of Mara's bottom quickly flushed with thick, purple marks that swelled on both sides. Mara moaned, writhing like a mare shaking a fly off her bottom. She moaned and screamed, and I paid her absolutely no attention. All I cared about was making her ass suffer and fill it with painful marks from the rod. I pounded my girl's buttocks and thighs with thirst and without mercy.
My stepdaughter's ass was painful just to look at, your imagination shudders at how much each stroke of the cane must have hurt. I whipped her small ass with thirst, without mercy and with a touch of sadism.
While I was caning her, I lectured her, telling her what a naughty girl she was, how bad it was to be whipped naked, how much her naughty ass deserved this pain.
"Your beautiful ass was made for the cane, Mara. Look how it absorbs the movements of my cane. It's like it's getting the stripes. There's so much room. Such a wide and round ass, ideal for whipping."
There was more, much more, because I whipped her roughly with the cane for almost an hour. I told her what a naughty girl she was, I asked her if she was learning anything. I told her how beautiful her juicy striped ass looked.
I also roughly cut her thighs, leaving them streaked with purple stripes. Oh, how she screamed, protested, and begged.
What followed was the most intense part of the beating. I cut her with the cane mercilessly at an accelerated pace for several minutes, unleashing several dozen live whiplashes on her in the process. Mara just screamed and writhed, there was no mercy for her.
She was quite distraught when I put down the cane. — Have you learned your lesson, Maral?
— Yes, sir! Your punishment is over. I hugged her, kissed her on the cheek, telling her how much I loved her. All this severe punishment was for her good, for her future.
-Thank you, dad, for punishing me. I deserved this.
-Now get dressed, we're going to town to shop, it's like you wanted to buy clothes. I'll wait for you in the car, my dear. That was me, I truly loved my stepdaughter. The love was mutual, as was the respect/
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