The naughty corner. It is a torture device for me. Especially if I am there and I don't know for sure whether or not a spanking or something else is coming too. There are just some things that mess with our minds. The corner, the hairbrush smacking against their palm, the raised eyebrow...
There is also the circling of our bodies. You know.... where they walk around us and we are on edge not knowing exactly when the next strike is going to land? The sound of the heels against the floor?
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