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CECILIA
The first thing I do when he leaves is check my ass in the mirror for marks. It’s a subconscious decision, but there’s a ten-foot mirror in the corner of my room that serves the purpose well.
I am shiny and red from his beating and dare I say it, a little turned on. The more I touch the darker shades, the more they ache. But beneath that stupid little petal affixed to my center, I can feel slick wetness forming.
Beau said that he was an invited guest in this household, which means either Charles or Penelope told him to do this. I bet it was my step-father. He seems like the kind of guy who would pay a thug to spank his step-daughter because he was too chicken shit to do it himself.
I walk around to the video cameras and start shutting them off. With a flip of a switch, their information starts uploading to the cloud.
I rip off the stupid spring photoshoot pasties and toss them onto my bed. On the back of my closet door hangs a black silk robe. The fabric brushes against the middle of my thighs as I pull it around me, cinching it at the waist.
With a quiet knock, Alicia announces her presence. “Miss Cecilia?” She pokes her head in. “Did you—” she starts.
“Clean this up,” I scoff. “It’s a mess in here.” For a fleeting second, I think of Beau. He said that people were sick of my attitude. Would Alicia hire a man like him? No, she wouldn’t have the money. My parents pay well, but not that well. “Thank you, Alicia.” I taper my rude request with gentle manners though, just in case.
She looks shocked and a small smile appears on her face. “Y-you’re welcome. Would you like your afternoon green tea?”
I start heading toward my office across the hall from the bedroom and pass her a polite smile on the way. “That would be lovely, Alicia. Thank you.”
As I enter, I tell myself that Beau isn’t getting to me. One spanking does not a changed girl make. But I sit down and feel soreness across my swollen rear end.
“Fuck you, Beau Brooks,” I grumble under my breath.
When I told my mother I was taking this room for an office, she was excited. She had so many ideas for businesses, all non-profits of course. There was no way I was starting a non-profit though. Sure, I could work to help starving kids in Africa or save the turtles or whatever, but why work my ass off to raise a few hundred dollars when I could take a few naked photos and raise thousands?
I don’t know who told my mother about my OnlyFans account, but they failed to mention that half my proceeds are going to a well-known children’s hospital. Convenient how the person who tattled didn’t tell her that part.
I fire up my iMac and get to work. All the footage from the last couple of hours pops up and I turn on some soothing music in the background. Alicia brings in a steaming mug of green tea along with my glasses. “Don’t forget to wear these,” she says gently. “The doctor said if you’re going to spend time in front of the computer, you should wear your glasses or your contacts.”
I open my mouth to snap at her for telling me what to do, but I quickly snap it shut. I know she’s trying to be helpful and I remind myself that it’s not her fault. She’s only acting on the orders of my mother. “Thank you,” I say between gritted teeth.
It’ll be a few days before Frank is able to finish editing the photos he took today. Honestly, there probably won’t be enough. We didn’t finish our session before Beau rudely barged in and started his little discipline session.
I guess I could edit clips from our spring session and post them on my OnlyFans. That would bring in some quick cash.
But as I watch the video play in the background, it transitions from our photoshoot to me kneeling on the bed. I watch with mild interest as I sit there and urge everybody to leave so I could be alone with Beau. From five different angles, I watch as this rugged, sexy stranger pulls me over his knee and spanks me for a full ten minutes.
By the time the video is over, my legs are spread in front of my desk and my fingers are roughly playing with my clit. I’ve never been the kind of girl who watches porn, but this is hot. At first, I thought it was Beau, then I thought it was the spanking. At one point I even thought it was me. But by the end, I knew that it was everything. The whole package was sexy.
I finger myself until I cream on my fingers. My ass hurts and it feels like my clit has a heartbeat, but God, I feel good.
After thorough handwashing, I spend the next few hours editing footage. I hear my mother come home and she knocks on the office door.
“Honey,” she says tentatively, “I brought you dinner. Spinach tortellini with olive oil and Parmesan. Doesn’t that sound wonderful!”
I nod toward the end of the desk and keep working.
She’s forever holding her swelling belly. “How was your day? Did anything interesting happen?”
For a second I pull my eyes away from the screen. “Why? What do you know?” Did she hire Beau? Where would she even find a man like him? She doesn’t even like to go grocery shopping because the cashiers might have bacteria on their hands from handling cash.
“Oh, nothing,” she frowns. “I just thought—”
I wave her off. She knows nothing. “I’m busy. Can we talk later?”
Penelope’s face falls and she starts backing away. I know she’s disappointed, but what’s there to say? We don’t have anything in common. “S-sure. Have a good night, okay?”
If I could start getting these clips uploaded, tonight would be perfect. Beau might have changed the game. I know he meant to change my attitude and make me a better person or whatever, but this footage is hot. I’ve been running numbers for hours. Considering the tips I usually get on my photos and videos, I figure I’ll double my usual income for the week, maybe even triple it.
“Hey. Could you send Bobby up with some coffee?” I ask my mom before she leaves the room. It’s going to be an all-nighter and I could use a caffeine boost.
Penelope pauses in the doorway with a pensive look on her face. “Yeah. I guess so, honey.”
These spanking videos are going to makebank.
