Mewling out hard with each blow of his palm into my foxy butt, moaning and giving him plenty of lewd noises to work off of. Panting and whimpering a little as he forces me down onto the bed, ass up, so he can get a better swing angle with the paddle. I do my best to lift up my bushy tail and present a nice fresh target for him to aim at, my face pressed into the mattress. Wondering how badly this is going to hurt, since he is a farmboy and has very nice muscles!<br/><br/><strong>"Wait! Make sure that I am really unable to struggle or fight back before you really punish me for being a bad bad foxy. A proper Master uses metal manacles, fetters, chains, and a evil collar and leash on their pets. "</strong>