"What is this?" Belinda asked derisively. She had no idea, what this thing was, but she thought, that it looks totally ridiculous.
"Yes, Mr. Atkinson," Jameson said politely. "May you explain me and my secretary, what this thing is?"
"With a great pleasure!" Atkinson replied "Can you help me, Miss?"
"Krüger!" Belinda said "And how can I help?"
"Would you be so nice to check some bolts there?" he picked at a lowest part of his invention.
Belinda shrugged, kneeled and got into the strange bench.
"Please, place your legs here and bent here. Aha. Perfect!" Atkinson grinned and suddenly raised Belinda's skirt and pulled down her pantyhose and panties. "Mr. Jameson, let me show you my parallel punishment bars!" he said proudly and took the cane, which all this time was looked like a regular handle. "As you may see, a naughty young lady is properly fixed for her punishment and has no chance to escape or even cover her bottom!" the cane swished the air and heavily landed over Belinda's vulnerable buttocks, making the German scream out loud. "In the same time, it's totally harmless!" Atkinson continued the presentation by giving poor Belinda's bottom a two more hard strokes, making her squeal and howl. "She not just can't escape. She also can't harm herself when she'll squirm. There's no pointy details or any neck fixation, which could make her strangle herself!" and every time he wanted to proof himself, his cane was landing over Belinda's bottom, leaving bright red stripes and making poor girl howl in pain. |
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