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Punishing Glacier Heart Hard!

Glacier Heart: my ex girlfriend.
She broke my heart and now she is going to pay!
I have made her strip naked and shave her fanny.
Facially she is an amalgam of Jodie Foster and Gaby Roslin. Her golden hair just touches her lightly freckled shoulders and her flesh is fair. She is slim but not thin. Her breasts are modest and her legs strong.
Blemish wise, she has a small mole on her wrist, one on her thigh and couple of cuties on her right midriff.
‘I am going to punish you for the pain you caused me!’
‘I deserve it - I treated you cruelly. Beat me as you see fit.’ Her accent is Liverpudlian.
After all this time I am still captivated by her voice, her body - I love her... but she must still be taught a lesson.
I move the stool into the centre of the room.
She casts me a glance of apprehension… to no avail.
‘Bend over the stool - I am going to give you three very hard strokes of the slipper... like the teachers used to give us!’
She bends over the stool, her body tightening.
I grip the plimsoll in my right hand and bring it down hard onto her left buttock. Her naked body shudders.
Already there is a scarlet imprint of the sole.
Again I swing the slipper onto her buttock with a resounding whack. She moans... but takes it well.
I notice the contrast between her reddening left cheek and her pale untouched right cheek - that will soon change I think cruelly.
I hit her as hard as I can and her nude body recoils with the blow.
She starts to sniffle but, it's not over... yet.
‘Straighten up.’
She obeys with her arms by her sides.
I approach her from behind and hiss into her ear: ‘The pain you are feeling now is nothing to what I felt when you dumped me for HIM!’
Did I detect guilt?
‘Reflect on what you did to me, dear, for a minute... then I'm going to cane you!’
‘How... how many do… do... I have to take?’ She stuttered out.
‘We were together for nine months in total... you've had three... so six with the cane - a whack for each month!’
She was resigned to take it.
‘Bend over again and grasp the lower rungs of the stool... this is going to REALLY hurt!’
I watched her comply - her sexy arms were taut.
I weighed the cane in my hand then swung it down across both buttocks.
Instantly a ruddy ridge appeared.
She was strangely silent.
Number two stroke impacted across the flesh of her buttocks.
Four more 'months' to go.
I took my time to prolong her suffering... her deserved suffering.
‘March - the month of your birthday... happy birthday... bitch!’
I delivered it as hard as I could.
She screamed and for a moment I thought she was going to straighten up.
Three crimson stripes now adorned her buttocks... her left buttock already ruddy from the 'kiss' of the slipper.
‘April... but it was me that was a fool!’
The forth stroke landed along the tracks of the second one. Beads of bl**d formed but I was in no mood for mercy.
‘May... and no holiday for you!’
She whimpered and sobbed but stayed, I give her that, in the punishment position.
The cane whooshed and cracked as it landed.
Her vulnerable body shook and her crying intensified.
‘June: the beginning of my pain when you ditched me but the end of yours!’
As the sixth one landed she yelled out, straightened up and threw herself into my arms.
‘I'm so, so sorry... I love you. I have passed your test... please, please have me back!’
I relented.
‘Fuck me!’ She pleaded.
I stripped and entered her soaking cunt - we climaxed simultaneously within seconds.
She was back with the one man who truly loved her.

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