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Chapter 34
BRIDGET
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“Iknow you’re a good student, Bridge. You pay attention in class. You know you’re supposed to thank me for your orgasms.”
I moan. Appreciation kind of slipped my mind between my ass being on fire and the blood that’s been draining to my head throughout my spanking. But I know Darren doesn’t want to hear excuses.
“I’m sorry, sir,” I say instead, hoping that will placate him a little.
It doesn’t.
“We’ll shift to the pillory for your punishment,” he tells me.
Unlocking the shackles, he pulls me upright by my hair and walks me over to the pillory, holding me by the arm because I’m still feeling a little dizzy. The vibrator is still attached to my body but vibrating at a very low intensity. I want another orgasm to wash away the sting of the tawse.
He bends my head into the pillory. I can’t believe I’m being locked into a centuries-old punishment device.
“Your wrists go here,” he explains, indicating the openings on each side of my head.
“Can I at least take off the shoes?” I ask. My feet are sore.
“That’ll be part of your reward when we’re done with the punishment.”
“What’s the punishment going to be?”
He closes the pillory over my neck and wrists. “The paddle. But I’ll let you choose: holes or no holes?”
“How do holes make a difference?”
“Holes reduce air resistance so the paddle swings faster.”
“Why would I want holes then?”
“Because if you opt for a paddle with holes, you’ll get ten spanks. Without, it’s twenty.”
I’ve never been spanked with a paddle before so I have no idea which is the better choice. I think I’d rather get this over with sooner.
“I’ll go with the holes,” I decide.
I hear him walk over to the wall where the implements hang. He stands in front of me and shows me a rectangular paddle with six holes. I brace myself when he goes to stand behind me. But he only caresses my backside. He insinuates his fingers into my wet slit. I tremble at how good it feels.
“Do I get your cock as part of the reward?” I ask.
“Oh, you bet. But you’ve to make it to ten.”
I just survived what felt like a hundred lashes of the tawse. I can survive a paddling of ten. He withdraws his fingers, and I expect the blow to land any second. He makes me wait, and I can’t see him. The vibrations increase. I let my guard down—and that’s when the paddle lands.
Oof!
My jaw drops. Holy crap. I’m not going to have an ass when this is all said and done.
The paddle delivers a thudding sensation, and I’m somewhat grateful that it doesn’t sting as much, but the impact feels like it goes deeper into my flesh.
“Where’s my count, or should we start over?” Darren ask.
“One!” I quickly provide.
