Quick Smut Volume 3: Cut Yourself a Switch

She had been incredibly disobedient. Blatantly so.

I understood after a moment that she was being bratty for me, which I love, because she's giving me an excuse to punish her. It's her way of "asking for it."

So I dug deep. Thought back to days when I was just a young buck. I gave her a tug on the back of her hair and whispered in hear ear.

"Go outside and cut yourself a switch. A thin one."

This caused a moment of confusion to cross her doll features. Then a moment of curiosity. She went outside with my case knife.

It was gorgeous. Long and thin, when swung it made a phenomenal "whoosh" as if cutting the air in half.

30 minutes later, she was still plugged. Her pussy filled, her phenomenal ass criscrossed with little thing welts, she was gasping and dripping, making a mess of the sheets. I gave her another swift crack. She groaned into the pillow--I'd graciously allowed her to bite into one, mostly to preserve the sleep of our neighbors. Another. Then another.

"Have we learned a lesson?"

"...Please fuck me. Please."

"Well, that didn't answer my question at all."

I gave her clit a fleeting rub, causing her body to tense up. Then we resumed things.