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But this time was different.
Without warning, he shifted his leg and used his foot to spread my thighs open, exposing me once and for all so thoroughly and completely that another shameful moan escaped me.
“You’re soaked,” he observed, and I wailed, my clit betraying me once again.
“I’m not,” I denied.
This is real. You’re not dreaming this.
The flats of his fingers struck right over my sensitive folds. The wet sound was shockingly loud, telling in its own way of just how wet I really was. The sting was instant and agonizingly sharp. I could do nothing but writhe over his thigh as waves of pain flowed through me.
“Don’t lie to me, girl. I can see your arousal with my own eyes,” he countered.
His fingers slipped in between my thighs, gliding back and forth over the slickness seeping from me in spades. He was forcing me to face this whether I wanted to or not.
“Not only can I see it, but I can alsofeelit.”
I whined as a single finger circled the top of my clit. I bit my lip, trying to keep quiet and hide just how much I was actually enjoying his touch. He tapped his finger on top of my traitorous little bud, firmly enough to admonish it, but not hard enough to actually sting.
It was the best and worst of both worlds all at once.
It made my pussy clench that much harder.
“Please finish my punishment,” I finally whispered, and he pulled his hand away from between my thighs. A sharp stab of disappointment surged through me, despite the fact that I’d essentially asked for him to pull away.
My arousal didn’t make any sense. I was getting a spanking. I shouldn’t want him to put his fingers back between my thighs so he could finish my punishment with a really hard orgasm.
Look at you, wanting to come for the first man that dared to take your pants down. What a little hussy you are after all.
His hard palm struck my left cheek, and my eyes opened wide. Somehow, in all the distraction of his hand between my thighs, I’d forgotten just how painful his palm was. Like he knew exactly what I was thinking, he gripped my hip a bit more fiercely and really dug into my punishment with vigor.
It hurt so much more than I’d thought it would and stung for a long time.
I was worried that he might mean to make me cry. I blinked as I felt the tears coming and tried to survive the vicious onslaught of his firm hand. I writhed, struggled, moaned, and whimpered, but nothing slowed the spanking.
“I’m sorry. I’ll be obedient!” I wailed.
“Am I going to need to bare your bottom and spank you again?”
“No,” I promised desperately.
“Good girl. Now I’m going to finish your spanking, and then you’re going to sit on your burning bottom and tell me where you came from. You’re going to tell me the truth, unless you want me to take off my belt,” he scolded.
My clit pounded and I swore that I almost came from nothing more than his words alone.
He laid several swats between my legs, punishing my soaked folds and my traitorous little clit until my eyes watered. Then he returned to my thighs and made sure that every inch of them was scalded too.
By the time the punishment finally ended, I was on the edge of tears. He stopped seconds before the first one fell.
His red-hot palm settled on my ass, somehow comforting despite the fact that he’d just used it to punish me. When he started to circle it over my scalded flesh, it grounded me, and I felt like I imagined a kitten would when her owner might decide to pet her.
My core squeezed tight with unwanted desire, and no matter what I did or thought, it wouldn’t go away. My flesh tingled with it.
“I’m sorry for slapping you,” I whispered, more than a little humbled by his punishing hand.
“I forgave you long before I put you over my knee, sweet girl,” he murmured.
His tenderness was tempering, and I found myself speechless once again. Carefully, he shifted and lifted me from my position over his knee and put me in his lap. I sucked in a breath, my bare bottom scraping against the hard place of his leg.
