When did you last have any decent attention given to you?
Look upon this lucky boy’s behind, and gaze upon the possibility of your dreams coming true. This was taken hours after he left my presence. I had this one over my knee, kneeling on the detention room floor, and perching on a cold metal stool. I put him through the paddle, the strap, a series of canes, and my lovely soft hands.
I’m thrilled with the results.