Then you said something, Sarah that made my stomach drop out from my body and fall through the floor.
You said to Doc; “Would you like to try?”
After all that torment, I didn’t think I would be so alert – but my fear took over to such a heart-pounding degree, I could think nothing but “Oh no!!!”
What did I think? I knew you were there; I had figured you would participate. But when it came to the moment and I knew that I was being handed, defenseless and already well on my way to lost in the agony… to you! I definitely, definitely, definitely changed my mind!!! After what Sarah had just put me through… to face you!?
These repetitive, “no”s were becoming very serious.
And then you took off my thong – which I had forgotten I still wore. And you removed it and my panties completely from my legs. You moved me and positioned me, and all the while, I’m trying to think if there is some excuse I can come up with to forgo this…..
You both were making affirming, comforting, dominant noises. Doc, with your pushing-forward-no-matter-what, “um-hmm” sounds… and Sarah, with more, “Yes”s in direct correction and contrast and contradiction to my pleas. You were both heedless… no, perhaps not heedless, but rather enjoying breaking past my acceptance of this pain and giving me more!
Doc, you started to spank me with your hand, deep on the most tender parts of my bottom – and I cannot believe that pain! I could not protect myself from the horrible, shooting lava bursts of pain!
I have no idea how you can cause that much pain with just your hand.
My cries were desperate as you kept striking me, my endurance at its end. Every spank was like a blow straight from my raging nerves to the core of me, singing a path through me and burning through all resistance.
By the time you finished, I could hardly think any more. What thoughts I did achieve were just pleading with the powers that be to have it end, right then, please!!
Doc:
When Sarah suggested that I step in, I was eager to cause Satia more pain.
At first I used only my hand, spanking what Satia calls "the most tender parts of my bottom," meaning on and over her asshole. Her cries of pain attest to the intensity of sensation I generated in her sexy bottom.