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Desperation fueled my actions as I attempted to take a wild bite at his leg. My teeth snapped at the fabric of his slacks, but he was too quick, and his grip on me tightened, preventing me from making contact or biting him at all.

“Bad girl,”he scolded.

My heart seized as his free hand landed on my hip, firmly holding me in place, and before I could say anything to defend myself, Caden started spanking me in earnest.

Shit. This was fucking real.

His hand lit into my backside hard and fast, starting at the tops of my cheeks and working its way down to the lower curves of my buttocks where my thighs began.

The searing pain of his palm radiated across my backside, spreading like wildfire through my entire body. It felt like a branding iron, leaving a burning trail of torment in its wake. Every nerve ending flared, each second amplifying the intensity.

I couldn’t help but squirm and whimper as the fiery sensation consumed me, making me acutely aware of every inch of my exposed skin. My panties wedged themselves in between my cheeks, practically leaving every inch of my bottom bare to his firm hand.

He continued down the backs of my thighs.

The scalding sensation surged like a relentless tide, traveling from the epicenter of my backside down the backs of my thighs. It was as if a cascade of fiery stars rained down, their brilliant but agonizing light searing every inch of my skin, igniting a storm of scalding hot pain that left me writhing in its unrelenting grip. The searing sting etched a path of torment, turning my once-comfortable world into a scorching inferno of suffering.

It hurt so much more than I thought it would.

Then, without any warning, he started spanking me even more firmly. It was as if his palm was made of wood, punishing every inch of my flesh with ruthless intent. I tried to rock my hips from side to side to avoid even a single smack, but his aim was meticulous. I drummed my toes on the ground as much as I was able, but his leg and his grip on my hip held me firmly in place.

“Okay, okay, I get it. You can stop now,” I squeaked.

“I’m far from through with you, little girl,” he answered, his voice stern and resolute and showing no sign of bending to my will anytime soon.

All at once, that inspired a whole new panic, one where I fully realized that he was in control, and I wasn’t.

There would be no wrapping Caden around my little finger.

I wasn’t going to be able to stop this. This spanking was only going to end when he decided it should, and not a second before.

I’d bitten off far more than I could chew. Maybe I’d pushed the wrong brother. Maybe I should have just waited like he’d said, like a good girl, and then left after he went after his brother. Maybe I shouldn’t have egged him on.

Fuck. This really hurts!

The stinging pain surged and swirled, an unyielding storm that left me struggling to maintain my composure. Its fervent intensity continued to escalate, turning each breath into a pitiful gasp as the pain ruthlessly dominated my senses. Every nerve-ending screamed in protest, and I clung to my last vestiges of self-control as the unrelenting waves of fiery pain washed over me.

Soon enough, it took over entirely.

His palm peppered against my ass, leaving not even a single square inch unpunished. He descended down to the backs of my thighs again, and I realized that he had been gentle with them before. The scalding hot sting burrowed in deep, and for the first time, I cried out.

I tried to clamp my lips shut, but when his palm made contact again, I couldn’t keep quiet.

Soon enough, the sound of his hand slapping my ass and my fervent whines echoed throughout the room.

“Please, I’ll stay,” I tried, but his hand didn’t stop. If anything, he started spanking me even harder than ever. My desperation continued to rise, and I no longer cared that he could hear it in my voice. I just wanted it to end.

“I’m glad to hear it. I don’t think you’ve quite learned your lesson yet, though,” he said darkly, and I could hear the fervent arousal in his voice. I tried once more to appeal to his cock, attempting to rub my hip against his hard length, but he simply pinned me even tighter.

His cock was so much harder than it had been before. I could feel it practically throbbing against my hip.

Maybe you’re getting somewhere?

Then he started spanking my thighs exclusively.

The sting was unbearable. The sharp pain tightened its grip, wrapping around my limbs like a vice, rendering every muscle in my body taut with agony. I could feel it coursing through me, an unyielding current that left me gasping for respite, my body trembling under its relentless assault.

Yet despite all that, my arousal continued to rise unbidden.

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