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She was so preoccupied that she didn’t even brace before the first smack landed and her breath left her lungs in a whoosh. Then came the next smack.

They landed steadily, the heat building in her bottom. Suddenly, everything stopped, and both men rubbed her ass.

“How are you doing, Little girl?” Ian asked.

She appreciated the fact that they wanted to check in. But part of her was almost frustrated by it.

Don’t be silly.

“Baby?” Jack asked, moving his head to look at her. “Hmm. I don’t think she wants to stop and talk, Ian.”

“Is that so?” Ian said thoughtfully.

Monkeyballs.

“Maybe I should check her reaction to the spanking,” Ian said.

Her reaction? What did that mean?

“Do you want us to touch you, baby?” Jack murmured. “To touch your pussy?”

Yeah. Couldn’t they tell?

They aren’t mind readers.

“Yes,” she said with a groan. “Please.”

As soon as the words left her mouth, Ian was cupping her pussy. His finger ran along her slit and circled her clit.

A groan escaped her and she moved her hips back and forth, wanting more. Needing it.

“Stay still, baby,” Jack told her. “Let Ian do his check.”

Oh God.

“Hmm, she’s very wet. I don’t think she’s taking this punishment seriously.”

She was! But she couldn’t help it if she was turned on too. Did that make her weird?

No. Lots of people liked a bit of pain with their pleasure.

“Perhaps we should spank her harder,” Jack suggested.

Harder?

“Um, no! You don’t need to spank me harder!”

“I think we do. To make sure that you’ve been properly punished. Your wet pussy says you’re enjoying yourself far too much,” Jack told her.

He sounded disapproving, but his face said something different and she relaxed. They liked that this was turning her on.

Jack winked at her and she smiled back. Then Ian slid one long finger inside her and she moaned, pressing her thighs together.

“Keep your legs where they are, Little one,” Ian told her.

“But . . . but . . . I need . . .”

“What do you need, baby?” Jack asked.

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