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“I do. I’m going to spank you and it’s going to hurt, Kasia. You’ve more than earned it, haven’t you?”
I didn’t respond. I couldn’t.
His hand reached down, and he slowly pulled my nightshirt up.
“Leave that down, please!” I shrieked.
He was going to see my backside, and that made it that much worse.
“Please! Don’t do that!” I yelled out.
“Did you think I was going to give you a spanking over your sleepshirt?”
“Yes!”
I’d sincerely hoped for that.
“No. A real spanking happens with your bottom fully bare,” he warned.
The full realization of what was happening finally dawned on me. He was going to lift my nightshirt, but it wasn’t going to stop there. He was going to pull down my panties and bare my bottom for this. He was most certainly going to see my naked ass, but that probably wasn’t going to be the only thing he saw.
My thighs pressed together as my pussy clenched hard.
From this position, he was probably going to see that too.
A fresh wave of panic swelled inside me.
This wasn’t happening.
Thiswashappening.
Dear god. This wasreal.
He kept raising my nightshirt. Just when I thought it couldn’t get any more unbearable, it did. He pushed it up all the way to the small of my back, revealing the panties I’d bought at the shop yesterday.
It was at that moment that I remembered what they looked like and that made everything that much worse.
My panties were light blue and trimmed with a thin layer of lace at the edges. A cartoon version of the Statue of Liberty holding up her flames was on the back, along with a stylized version of the New York skyline. The words ‘I love New York’ were emblazoned across my backside. There were birds, clouds, and little red hearts all over them.
I’d never thought anyone wouldseethem when I’d picked them out.
They didn’t exactly lay any credence to the claim that I was a grown woman. In fact, they seemed remarkably fitting for a little girl about to get her panties pulled down for a hard spanking on her bare bottom because she had been naughty.
My pussy pulsed at the thought.
He said nothing about them, but I could tell he was looking. My face felt like it had caught flame and nothing I could do made it better. I was thankful he couldn’t see it. I lay still as his palm smoothed over my panty-clad bottom, trying to ignore the ways my thighs quivered just the slightest bit at his touch.
“Please don’t,” I began.
Maybe he would let me keep them up if I begged.
“I’m sorry. Please. Don’t pull them down,” I pleaded, trying to make myself seem as contrite as possible.
“It would be much less embarrassing for you to be spanked over these adorable little panties, wouldn’t it?” he asked and the flush that painted my cheeks grew even hotter.
“Yes. Please let me keep them up,” I whispered.
“That’s exactly why they will be coming down, little girl,” he announced firmly. My core clenched tight and a new wave of panic hit me.
