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Eventually my Mistress interrupted my thoughts. "Come back over here. Get on all fours in front of the sofa." I turned from my reverie and walked back towards my Mistress. To my horror, I saw that she was now holding a strap in her little asians 03 hand. It looked about 12 inches long, perhaps a bit more: I wasn in the right frame of mind to gauge the implement properly. And more importantly I wasn sure just how much of this strap I could actually take. However, I did as I was told. I got on my hands and knees, trembling as I awaited that first stroke. It wasn too bad, and nor was the second or the third, but by the fifth it began to hurt and sting badly. Several more strokes and it was almost unbearable. I don know if my Mistress had increased the power of the strokes or I was weakening under the onslaught. Either way I was in agony. I struggled to continue the little asians 03 count, but my Mistress waited patiently until I had uttered my thank you, and then brought down the strap seemingly harder than ever. My knees buckled and I sunk, belly down, onto the floor. My Mistress knelt down at the side of my head, which was buried in the thick carpet. "Assume your position," she said, quietly but sternly. I struggled to my knees. "No more, please Mistress," I pleaded. "I don remember giving you permission to speak. In fact I don remember you asking for permission." I hazily recalled how to make such a request little asians 03 and rolled over on my back and kicked my aching legs into the air. "Yes, slave, you wish to speak? Please continue." "Please Mistress. No more please. Thats enough." "Are you begging?" "Yes Mistress." "Well, beg respectfully and I will consider your request." "Please Mistress, I respectfully request that you don beat me any more, I will little asians 03 do anything you say, but please no more. Thank you Mistress, thank you very much indeed." Well that kept your dignity intact, smirked Mr Low. I didn care, I just needed to remove my bottom from my Mistresss fire. I glanced up and could see my Mistress with little asians 03 her finger to her lips, tapping gently. Finally she looked down at me. "Request denied. Assume your position little asians 03." The next six hits with the strap were excruciatingly painful as I could feel it cutting into the cheeks of my bottom. A final six more and it was finished. I had screamed, begged and pleaded. My eyes watered and my knees wavered and little asians 03 buckled on little asians 03 several occasions. But my new Mistress had ignored all of this and had finished when she wanted to, and not a second before.