Celia sighed. It was always like this on the first day.<br/><br/>As she forced Gemma to bend over the horse, with surprising strength for one son small, and locked her wrists in the other set of manacles, she explained. "Well, first of all, the chief of the local police force is on our board of directors". She quickly and efficiently uncovered Gemma's bottom, leaving her sex clearly exposed. "Secondly, your mobile phone will be confiscated, and the only outside line is in Mistress Shaw's office. And lastly..." The riding crop swished through the air and landed with a thwack across Gemma's buttocks, "I have already mentioned, have I not, tha Mistress Shaw's punishments are far worse than mine. Although I can assure you that after a while they can become rather enjoyable. Effie, I would like you to count the strokes aloud please. Start from two..." The second stroke landed vertically between gemma's buttocks. A third cut at the crease where her buttocks met her thighs, both the latter striking the lips of her sex.