My punishment.

I looked at Clifford longingly, hoping for any kind of break…

I mean I was willing to do it, but did I have to?

That was the question.

He just looked at me in a way that said it all.

So, rather reluctantly, I climbed on the thing.

I have to admit, the saddle was somewhat comfortable…

And then he was pushing me down and forward.

He wanted me to straddle the thing.

I did.

Now, he brought my hands forward and attached them to the cuffs that were on the front "V".

In a flash, I was attached to this horse, as if I were riding in the derby!

But he still wasn't finished.

No.

Now, he wanted me to bring my feet forward, so he could attach them to the same "V".

I did so, and my bottom was stretched to the limit now.

Not quite!

For he began to crank me up… to crank the seat with a lever, making it go higher and higher… higher than I thought possible!

"Ohhhhhh!"

"Yes… I want your ass… that gorgeous globular ass of yours in the air…"

He got it a full eight inches off the horse. Now, it was the highest part of me, as the rest of my limbs were still attached to the "V".

"Lovely," he murmured.

And it must have been some sight.

My ass was high in the air, ready for anything he might have wanted to do to it.

And he wanted to do everything… that much I knew.

He put his hand on me and stroked it gently…

"Ohhh…"

It was kind of unexpected on my part… I mean I didn't think he was going to give me as much pleasure as this…

I had a pretty good idea what he was going to give me… that much I can tell you.

A good old-fashioned spanking!

"I want you to relax now," he said in those sweet tones of his.

"I just want you to relax and take it… the more relaxed you get, the easier it will be for you… I promise."