Photography of an Irish Transvestite in Berlin

I was very sore and tired on Sunday when the two men from Hamburg ordered me to go into Lucy, she wanted to give me her parting gift, she reapplied my choke lead and attached the dog lead to it, she ordered me to go to her travel bag and retrieve a bag inside, I opened it and found a very slim wooden paddle, the handle was covered in leather and a tough cord was attached to it. She walked me to the courtyard and the men had the barrel ready - they pushed me over it and pulled down my panties to my knees. I cried out as the paddle whacked my bare bottom - Kurt took the chokelead and applied pressure on my throat, Lucy paddled me until  I was red raw, they left me to crawl back into the house, I was whimpering as they had red wine in a dog bowl, the wine eased the pain as I licked it out of the bowl. I am still very sore and my bottom looks like a big firm ripe red apple at the moment.