by: Schemerman
Description}: Mother silent monologue: Little brat, she tried to escape a deserved punishment... She won't escape me. I shall teach her, make her cry loud, she'll never smoke! Never! I won't let her... I'm coming for her. She lies on the floor, red buttocks opened for another belt hit... I rise my hand with a belt in it... Hand lifts. It's high... any moment I can deliver a stroke... Girl faintly cries. She covers her face with palms... Ulia is ready to "take the rest of the punishment"... My daughter lies helpless... I am ready for another stroke... I am... ready...? Am I? My beloved girl is in suffer. And > I < stay near with a belt!? Mother: "...whaat..........?" (What am I doing? WHAT HAVE I DONE!??) Mother silent monologue: And I fall on my knees. Belt leaves my cruel hand. Tears are flowing. All I want now is to hug my little girl. I touches her... Ulia twitches!... Ulia:"Waaaahhaaaauuuuuuuuuu... Aaawwwuuuuuuuu......" Mother silent monologue: What have I done... She awaits pain, another hit... I am a monster to her now... What can I do? Please... (tears are flowing) ...no more pain... I... I will never do such things again... I will never hurt my beloved daughter... ... Now I stay on my knees... helpless.
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