He lays a few toys on the bed, and Alice, still helpless and spread apart, stares at the array of spanking paddles now laid in front of her. Clark glances at her and reaches out to lower her blindfold and put the headphones into place.
He takes a seat on the edge of the bed. Ankles still cuffed to the bar, Clark grabs the steel and drags Alice toward him, and turns his arm to flip her over. Her stomach is laid on his lap, her ass raised, and her face pressed to a side against the bed.
Alice’s body trembles as she takes a deep breath, bracing herself for the pain. Clark’s firm hand slaps down on her right ass cheek, the cracking sound inciting gasps of amazement from the live audience. Alice gasps, her body twitching on Clark’s knees, but stays put nonetheless, without complaint.
Clark caresses the pink mark forming on her skin, soothing her before he spanks her another time. Her soft yelps and the way she flinches drives him insane, and probably the crowd in front of him would easily agree.