I've been a real bad girl lately. I haven't been doing enough to please my Master. I try so hard to be a good little whore for him, but my Daddy simply expects more from me. He's disappointed, and shows me just how much, by bending me over and destroying my fat ass. He introduces me to the sweet sting of two brand new instruments of punishment, a wooden paddle, and a leather flogger. He beats my chubby ass beet red, and gives me something to think about, every time I sit down for the next few days. Have I learned my lesson? Maybe, or maybe I'm a little brat, and actually like it when Daddy punishes me