“Oh Frank, you know what's coming? If you are going to disobey me, after I've already told you not once, but twice, to stop doing sht, you'll get hit by the belt.” The human footrest, Frank, finally gets a taste of his own medicine as he kneels before Miss Shell and takes a well-deserved timeout over her massive thighs. He's in for a real "cheeky" surprise! Get ready for the ultimate belt-beating extravaganza, with a generous serving of extra-sensitive ass slaps. We're talking more hits than you can count until he finally learns his lesson and his booty can't take any more! Miss Shell bets Frank is contemplating all the things he could have done better or differently to prevent this awful predicament. What's done is done, and he has no choice but to absorb the full impact of Miss Shell's thick leather belt as it strikes his ass. With an ass that is already red and hurting from the belt whipping; the hard imprints of the slaps can already be visible on his ass cheeks. Frank is trying to take in every one of the incredibly painful belt slaps on his ass by breathing deeply and concentrating under the pillow, but his body is gradually becoming too numb to register the sensation. For being such a stubborn servant to Miss Shell, he deserves this. Now that she no longer has trust in him, he can do nothing but writhe in misery as his body trembles and shakes under the relentless belting. His cheeks are completely crimson from the pain, and he seems to be struggling the most to process the rapid, constant belt beatings on his ass. The redness and soreness of his ass had left nearly no skin-tone hue but all red everywhere, almost leaving no room for the belt smacks. When Frank's tender, sensitive cheeks take the full impact of the belt, it's just too much for him to endure! Frank is too small and frail to withstand the agony of the belt, yet he must endure it to atone for his faults as Miss Shell's slave; after he has been punished, he must resume his duties as Miss Shell's trusty and comfortable footrest.