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My cock throbbed, straining against my jeans.
I took a breath and mastered my lust for her. This was for her benefit, not my sexual gratification. I got a deeper satisfaction out of her budding acceptance than I could have attained from a rough fuck against the wall.
“I’m going to give you ten,” I told her. “I want you to count them. Can you do that for me, princess?”
She kept her face tucked against her arm, as though she could hide from what was happening between us. But she nodded, and I was satisfied that she was ready to continue. She wasn’t screaming at me to let her go. She wasn’t fighting.
She was submitting, and her surrender was the hottest fucking thing I’d ever experienced.
I let the first stinging slap land. It was little more than a love tap, but she wasn’t accustomed to this. She’d probably never been spanked in her life, as a child or an adult. So, I’d get her warmed up. I’d go a little easy on her. This first time, at least.
“You’re supposed to count,” I reminded her.
“One,” she whispered.
I slapped her other cheek, spreading out the heat.
“Two.”
The third hit was harder, delivering a little more sting. I watched her, studying her reaction.
“Three.”
Her face was still against her arm, her eyes squeezed shut.
I resumed stroking her ass. “Look at me.” It was an order, but my tone was soft, cajoling.
Her lashes fluttered, revealing her pretty blue eyes. She looked at me with such innocent confusion that all the air was knocked from my chest. She was just as pure and perfect as Joseph had always said, and I now fully understood why he worshipped her.
I tucked her hair behind her ear, and she didn’t flinch away from my touch.
“You’re doing so well, babygirl. So sweet, trusting me to take care of you.”
“But you’re spanking me,” she whispered. She still didn’t understand her feelings. Deep in her heart, she knew this was a form of caretaking. But her feminist sensibilities were telling her this was wrong.
“I am.” I trailed my fingers through her hair. “And you’re being so good for me. Are you sorry you disrespected me?”
She nodded, and I saw the truth in her eyes: she really meant it. She wasn’t lying to get out of further punishment.
“We’ll make it five, then,” I conceded. “Just this once. But don’t expect me to go soft on you every time. Consistency is important, and know that I’ll always follow through.”
She nodded again, accepting.
My cock jerked toward her, my balls aching. I bit back a groan and focused on what I needed to do.
“Two more, and then I want to hear you apologize,” I told her.
“But I am sorry,” she said softly.
I gave her a small smile. “I know you are. Two more. Don’t forget to count.”
I slapped her twice in quick succession, hard and precise. She shrieked and squirmed, trying to move away from the sting I’d inflicted.
“Four,” she gasped. “Five.”
“Such a good girl. Are you ready to apologize?”
“I’m sorry.” She tucked her face against her arm again, her cheeks as red as her ass.
