To Alice having Sally pleasure her in order to earn her badge meant that
the child had agreed to be tortured, a prospect that she was certainly
going to enjoy. Her skin tingled all over while dread and excitement made
her belly tighten and her legs quiver. “That’s right Sally, they have their bottoms severely punished!” Alice
said. Sally hesitated again and then started to cry, tears sliding down her
face as she struggling to accept the offer, thinking about the ordeals
she had already been through and wondering whether she could possibly go
through them again. There was a true beauty in its plain
innocence, yet its true beauty would certainly glow, once the spiked cock
had properly ravished it. “Thank you, Miss!” Sally uttered, a blush starting to appear on her sweet
face. Sally had seen many punishment horses at both St Saviour’s and other
orphanages, but this one looked different to her.
