Don’t hurt her too much? That is an interesting request.
It is time for another test. I need to know how much she will endure and how much she will trust me. In the future her training will be less painful and more enjoyable but I need to know now if she will stay.

I command her to her feet and lead her to my bed. I order her to face the bed while I cuff her ankles and knees together. I also place the collar and leash around her neck and secure the leash to the back of the belt. She is well secured. Excitedly I remove my clothes in anticipation of what I am about to do to Zoe.

I offer her one last chance to escape. I grab my paddle and rub it gently against her bottom. “Do you want to stop or continue” I ask her. She says to continue. I don’t warn her how much this will hurt!

The first swat whistles through the air and strikes her perfect bottom with a hard slap. I don’t tell her but I will let the spanking stop any time she asks. She lets out a scream and dances in pain as if trying to reposition herself but I grab her by the belt and hold her in place. The second slap is much harder than the first and she screams harder. The third and fourth slap are equally hard. She screams in pain but never asks me to stop. She does beg me to spank her easier and with that request I bring the paddle even faster against her bottom. By the time we reach the eleventh swat she starts to cry. She cries harder on the twelfth swat and starts to shake in pain. The thirteenth swat is the hardest of all. She is crying uncontrollably now and is shaking in pain. I let up the intensity on the fourteenth slap but she is in such pain any slap screams through her body. I am done with the paddle.
I turn her around and push Zoe onto the bed. She lands flat on her back crying and sobbing hard.

I climb onto her face shoving my pussy hard against her mouth. I know she will have trouble breathing in between her crying and sobbing. She tries to kick loose with her hands and feet but she is trapped. She struggles hard as I smother her more and more.
I have no doubt that terror is control of her. After what seems to be forever she stops struggling. Her body spasms for air. I slowly let up on her face. For a moment I am afraid she has passed out.
I climb off of her and grab the belt to pull all of her body onto the bed. I role her onto her belly and with another strap I secure her ankles to the waist belt. She is trapped in a hogtied position and is crying hard.
I leave the room.

Almost an hour later I return to release all of her bonds. God I think I spanked her too hard as bruises are already appearing on her bottom. She just lays on the bed quietly.
I tell her to go draw me a hot bubble bath and instruct her to kneel before it so that she may bathe me.
I go to the living room to wait and see if I will hear water running or the slamming of the front door. I hear nothing for a long time. Finally I hear water running.

She comes to the front room to tell me my bath is ready.
I wonder if she will kneel before the bath as I instructed or possibly climb into the bath with me. At this point I am not sure which I want.