Circling, slapping, touching, applying the cane..
Me panting, out of breath, assimilating the pain.
She circled in front of me again. "Do we remember our safeword?" she asked with a sly smirk.
"Yes," I replied quietly, heat rising to my cheeks.
"Well, let's hear it."
My voice was thick in my throat and my reply came out almost inaudibly. "Louder, so I can actually hear it, " she tsked.
I cleared my throat and tried again, louder this time. "Yellow."
"Excellent, " she said, then began to spank my breasts forcefully. I tried to be stoic, but it wasn't very long before I said my safeword in earnest.