As she stood before the mirror, feeling the cool air caress her naked body, she admired her perfect ass. Rolling the flogger handle between her fingers, she contemplated whether she had earned the right to punish it. After all, she had been late for work yet again. With a deep breath, she decided that no excuse was worthy of marring such a flawless backside.
Taking aim, she brought the tails of the flogger down on her round cheeks, wincing as the sting spread across them. The sound of the leather cracking mingled with her soft whimpers, intensifying the arousal between her legs. It was both painful and exhilarating, each stroke a reminder of her self-indulgence.
Her breathing became ragged as the punishment intensified, her ass a bright red testament to her transgressions. Despite Despite the pouring rain, I decided to go for a walk in the park.
