| I couldn't see very well , as my vantage point was blocked by the board. But I think Daddy used every kind of whip and paddle possible. You may not think it was that bad. After all it's only 25. But Daddy took heed of this fact and decided he would make me count twice! The second time around was relentlessly agonizing. At this point I sobbed as I counted out the 25 birthday whacks. The second time around was no walk in the park. If I could've talked I think I would've begged for mercy! But no, I took it like a good slave. Daddy made sure he whipped me into shape as he gave me one final whack and my counting was done. I had made it. Since I did well, Daddy felt that I had earned my reward. He probed my pussy with the magic wand, making sure my clit was the focus. |