I get up; we put Satia over Sarah’s lap again.
I take the videocam and squat down so I can do a closeup of Satia’s face while Sarah spanks her.
Doc: "Look over at me, Satia. Attagirl."
But, but…. Then Sarah!! You put me back over your lap!? I was in agony; I was in torment; I was trying frantically to extend the relief, but lost the battle as fully as I lost the war. How could you think I’d take any more?
Doc directed me to look at him, and somewhere I register that a camera is involved, but I don’t recall seeing it.
That is when the spanking started again – it seemed so much harder and so fierce!! The intensity of the pain had me gasping and writhing. It was just too much!
In listening to these sound clips again, I am still amazed and shocked at my own voice. I never get that loud!!! I never gasp and cry out in such a way!
You went from paddle to tawse to other implements that I could not distinguish – just the feeling that I had to escape and could not. I pulled away physically finally, and you commanded I get back where I needed to be, before striking me yet again, and again, and again!
I was in physical misery, in sharp unavoidable, inescapable suffering and anguish. There was no keeping it inside or hidden – there was nothing left for me to feel except that pain!
Then you used a strap that had me in a quiet, terrified hell. Straps will always have a special place in my heart, and one that hurts as badly as this one did… I sank into myself while you used it and felt as punished a little girl as I could ever feel.
When you first used the lexan, I was shocked yet again – how could the pain be getting that much worse!? I’d suffered the most horrendous agony already – I couldn’t believe it could get so much worse! That lexan drove me wild with the unavoidable pain – that was the agony that drove me to tears.
I could not handle this. I could not deal with it. I could not accept it! I was far beyond my endurance.
You used a firehose strap then, and the agony was intense. But although it hurt a great deal, it was building from the strap and lexan paddle you’d just used – playing off my soreness and sensitivity to bring me the most awful borrowed pain.