Anthony is helping me with corset training but I think he's accelerating the process too quickly. It's done up so tight it's difficult to move without it hurting. Surely he wouldn't mind if I loosen it just a little, how's he to know anyway. Oh what a relief when I untie those cords but what should happen, I get caught in the act! There's no way out, even my girly powers of persuasion have no effect I'm banged to rights. Anthony has the perfect punishment for disobedient young woman. First I get a hard spanking and before long off comes my corset only to be replaced with another made from the most harsh prickly brown sackcloth ever! It's like sandpaper stinging and digging in wherever it touches.There are strings like any other corset and he pulls and pulls those strings till it's moulded to me. Now to make his point he wraps the original coset over the top and tightens that too. Ouch my upper body is completely immobile it's so painful every time I move! Apparently I need to be taught a lesson and there's more discipline coming my way. I'm told to lie face down. From nowhere suddenly Anthony has a riding crop in his hand and soon it's howling through the air snaking with a stinging thwack across my poor bottom. I certainly won't be loosening my corset again without asking permission. Anthony seems unhappy with the crop tosses it down and with a swift deft action off comes his belt only to take the crops place giving my poor stinging hot bottom a really hard thrashing!