Carrick let his eyes move over Jenn's body as she tilted her hips up further, displaying herself shamelessly. For a few moments the only sound in the room was her sobbing as the burning pain of the spanking continued even though the punishment itself had stopped.
"You're very welcome, slave," he nodded slightly. "Get up and go to the corner, face to the wall. You can have a few minutes to collect yourself before we move on. But don't think I'm being generous. If I were to whip you right now, you'd hardly feel it, you've turned so red and sore. I'm rather fond of that hunting crop. I want you to fully appreciate it."