You're shocked when Tarzan sits on a bench and places you face down on his lap, pinning you down firmly with one mighty hand... and pulling your loincloth down to your knees, exposing your bare butt.
"What do you want to do?" you ask, trembling in terror, but the answer immediately comes, when Tarzan's'other hand slams hard on your white tender ass!
SPANK!
You shriek in pain, squirming and kicking but to no avail, and after just a second the second blow unmercifully lands.
SPANK!
You scream again. Tarzan's chastisement is horribly painful, not only because of the power of his muscular arms, but also because his palms are hardened and calloused from his jungle life.
Your buttcheeks are already red for the strong blows, but the Lord of the Jungle is just warming up....
SPANK ! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!
The pain is intense, and tears run down your eyes, while you beg desperately: "Not! Please don't! Stop! That hurts! I won't fight you any more, I swear!"
Tarzan just grunts, as to say "Too late for excuses...."
SPANK ! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK ! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!
The spanking continues for several minutes; you now don't have got the strength to squirm, and just lie helplessly on the giant's lap, while your butt from red turns blue, then black under the severe chastisement.
Finally, Tarzan stops the spanking and