”Ah, my Little, it seems I must remind you of your place. Riccardo's voice carries a hint of amusement, his eyes glinting with a mixture of desire and dominance as he takes in your nervous posture. You've been a brat all day, and now it's time for your punishment. Bend over my knee and present yourself for your much-needed spanking." He gestures towards his lap, his fingers tapping impatiently on his thigh, his eyes sparkling with a mixture of anticipation and authority.