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My clit throbbed and I shifted in the bed, spreading my thighs apart to try to make things better but that only seemed to make things worse.

My right hand slid down a bit further to my lower belly and traced the line of my hip bone, back and forth, back and forth, until the sensation between my legs became too much.

I wasn’t going to be able to sleep until I made myself come.

With a building amount of trepidation, I pulled my nightshirt up a little, just so I exposed the hem of my panties. Pressing my lips together with a quiet hum of nerves, I hesitated for a long moment before I finally relented and slipped my fingers beneath the waistband. I pushed on until my fingertips grazed the folds of my pussy.

I wasn’t just wet.

I was soaked.

When my fingers brushed against my clit, a surge of pleasure radiated through me, and I yelped out loud in surprise.

I shouldn’t be feeling like this. I shouldn’t want to touch my pussy while thinking about my godfather, but here I was, and that was exactly what I was doing.

Would he think it was naughty if he found out?

I closed my eyes and moved exceedingly slowly, sliding the flats of my fingers over my clit in smooth, small circles, losing myself in a fantasy that I would never admit to anyone else ever.

My mind jumped to later that day, after dinner when he’d dropped me back home, only, he wouldn’t leave. He would stay here to punish me instead, just like I needed to be punished…

He turned the key in the ignition, and a heavy silence fell between us. I held my breath, not knowing what he wanted or what he was going to say.

“Now, naughty girl, I think it’s time we had a discussion about how bad of a decision it was to get into a car with the drunk boy you had a crush on,” he began, and I looked at him, indignant and defiant.

“A discussion?” I asked, my heart hammering in my chest with increasing frequency.

“Yes. Head inside, Maci. Wait for me in your bedroom, and I’ll be inside to deal with you in just a moment,” he instructed and somewhere deep down, something compelled me to obey him.

“Deal with me?” I muttered, the question hanging on to the edge of my voice.

“Yes, naughty girl. I’m going to deal with you the way you deserve to be dealt with,” he answered, his voice firm and no nonsense.

“And how’s that?” I asked haughtily.

“With your bottom bare over my knee,” he answered, and I stopped short.

“I’m nineteen. I’m not going to let you spank me like a child,” I countered, and he just leveled me with a look that said he was going to do exactly that whether I liked it or not.

“You will go inside and wait for me in your bedroom, Maci,” he scolded, and I crossed my arms in a huff.

“Whatever,” I proclaimed, but I was already opening the door and heading inside before I knew what I was doing. I stomped through the front door, all the way to my room, before I sat down on the bed with a nervous shudder.

Wait.

This was real. This was really happening. My godfather had just picked me up from the police station after I got arrested, and now I was about to get my bottom spanked for being naughty enough to get myself into such a mess in the first place.

I closed my eyes as something else hit me.

I wasn’t just about to get a spanking on my bottom with my panties up. He’d specifically said my bare bottom, and that was almost too shameful to think about.

He was going to see my ass. Every single naked inch of it.

As he bared me.

I squeezed my eyes tighter, knowing that was probably not all he was going to see.

In all likelihood, I wasn’t going to take this gracefully. I’d never been spanked before, and from every modern-day exposure I’d had of such a thing, I knew it would sting. I’d kick and he’d probably see in between my legs.

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