Not waiting for further instructions Heather grabbed the client's raised legs and fixed her in place, forcing the young woman to stop her wiggling. Helen nodded approvingly while continueing to apply the tawse there it hurt the most.
Once the bratty client's inspekables were as red as her buttocks, Helen stopped and looked at the poor woman. "Do you wnat to say anything, young lady?" she asked in a stern voice, while Heather still forced teh crying girl to hold her diaper position.
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Attention! The situation in my country, as well as the situation on my workplace (which is connected to each other) leave me little to no time, nor mental stability to RP. I cannot start any new RPs, even if I've suggested them before.
I will try to respond then I can, but the pauses might be long. I am very sorry.
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