He smiled down at her pretty little face… removing a ball gag from His back pocket… Anthea froze as her eyes took in the device. “Open” her Ma...ter demanded… she quickly parted her lips as wide as she could. He smiled down at her and placed the ball in her mouth before fastening the strap around her head. He looked down at her, His eyes dark no longer filled with the soft love and compassion she had glanced earlier. He turned and walked back towards the path… her eyes followed Him… filling with. I did care that Marie pulled her daughter off of her breast and told the doctor and nurses to "Get rid of this animal!"Now, admittedly, I may not have been the sharpest tool in the shed at the time, but this slap at our daughter felt like it was a rejection of me, too. If you didn't think this hit me in the gut, think again.Once Marie was allowed to go home after the standard 24 hour post-partum testing, things got worse when I was putting little Kitty—I gave her the fitting name after my wife. "You think I'm a slut?" Yes. I know you are." Is that why your cock is so hard?" Yes. I'm gonna make you cum like a bad girl. Then I'm gonna cum all over your tits." Mmmm. That gets me so wet." You are dirty, aren't you?" You're right. I'm very dirty. I try to be good but I can't. I'm a very bad girl." She slowly brought her hands up to her tits and squeezed them through her shirt, lightly rubbing against her nipples as she smiled."That is so hot. Play with your tits, baby. Pinch your nipples,". I told her, I am trying to lie still but it hurts so much and she too giving it very hardly. She said, she knew it hurts but spanking are supposed to hurt and she is doing this to make me a good disciplined boy. By the time, she administered me all the 40 strokes, 20 on each, she asked me to lie in same as I have 8 extra strokes for moving out my position. She gave me the extra strokes across my thigh and the part where hips and thigh met. The whipping across my thighs hurt more than it had.