Page 91 of Corrupting Ava


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I pepper her ass with spanks until she whimpers, then hook my fingers under the waistband of her panties. She tries to stop me, managing to pull one of her hands away from my grasp, but I just pin it again, giving her ass a hard slap for the trouble.

“You want to be a bad girl, you’re going to get punished like one.”

Pinning her wrists with one hand, I use the other to work her panties down her legs. They dangle at her knees along with her tights, her pussy now fully exposed to me. She squirms in place, grunting with frustration.

“You knew damn well this would happen,” I hiss furiously, stroking two fingers from the back of her knee all the way up to her hips. “You were testing me. Testing the boundaries.”

“Maybe,” she admits.

“Well, congratulations, you got what you wanted. Now you deal with the consequences. I hope the boba was fucking worth it.”

With that, I start methodically spanking her ass, pulling my hand back and then slapping it down with force. She yelps with every impact, butt jiggling pleasingly. I focus on the left cheek, and then the right, going back and forth, and soon, a red handprint starts to form on either side.

“We are on the verge of a fucking mob war,” I growl, continuing to punish her. “My job is to keep you safe. And that means”—I punctuate my words with a spank—“you stay!”—smack—“in!”—smack—“this!”—smack—“apartment!”

I finish with a hearty spank across both cheeks, giving Ava a chance to catch her breath.

“Okay, fine,” she grumbles, trying to get off of my lap.

I chuckle grimly, holding her in place, then remove her tights as she struggles. “Did I say your punishment was over? You keep your ass exactly the fuck where it is.”

“I think you’re just being—” Ava’s words are cut off as I stuff her panties into her mouth. She glares at me, quivering.

I sink my fingers into the back of her hair and push her head down into the couch. “You don’t disobey me, Ava. Not in situations like this. There are cute infractions, and there are serious ones. This is a serious one. The most important rule I have is preserving your safety. There willalwaysbe firm consequences for breaking that rule.”

I return to spanking her, making sure that she feels every swat. Soon, she’s yelping and whimpering, her ass cheeks a bright shade of crimson. I keep the punishment going until I can see the surrender,feelthat she’s nearing her breaking point.

“Spread your legs for me,” I order, roughly squeezing one of her cheeks.

She surrenders meekly, sniffling with her panties still in her mouth. Her legs part, and I see that her pussy is very wet.

“I’m going to give you pussy spanks, and you’re going to count. If I take your panties out of your mouth, are you going to be a good girl and count for me?”

She nods, face red.

“Okay. Show me that you’re submitting now, and I’ll only give you 15 swats instead of 25.”

She groans, earning a spank.

“Enough of that. Full submission, or this punishment is going to last a lot longer.”

Her shoulders slump, and even though a gentle growl rumbles in her throat, she nods her head.

I take the panties out and give her pussy a slap. She moans, trembling.

“One,” Ava whimpers, voice shaking.

“Good girl. Keep counting for me.” I spank her pussy again.

“Two...”

We get all the way up to 12 before I sense any hesitance. But on the 13th slap, she pauses several seconds before saying the number.

“Ava,”I growl, squeezing her hair. “Am I going to have to start over?”

“No,” she says hurriedly, as though snapping out of it. “Thirteen.”

I smirk, allowing my finger to brush against her clit and enjoying the resulting twitch. “That’s what I thought. Two more.Count.”

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