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“Good girl.”

I had a split second of allowing his compliment to make my insides gooey soft, then the cane landed again. I could feel the vivid heat of the lines he was stacking down my ass.

“Two,” I managed to choke out. The pain and heat bloomed, sending jolts of need straight to my clit. I wanted to slide my hand between my thighs so badly and give relief to my hardened nub.

Shoosh, crack!

“Three.” Tears poured from my eyes and dripped onto the cushions of the loveseat while the nasty cane cracked across my ass again.

“Owie,” I howled. “Four!”

The strokes had begun to blend into one inferno. My skin was blazing hot, and the lower he aimed, the more it hurt.

Swoosh, crack!

“Five!” Something inside of me uncoiled and dropped away, leaving me feeling unburdened by my past or even the mistakes that brought me to be bent over and receiving the rod from Gray.

My sobs flowed freely, but despite the pain, I felt weightless, both metaphorically and physically. I was floating, and even though the cane continued to fall, I could barely feel the pain.

I could no longer count as my brain seemed to be lost in a place I couldn’t reach. At some point Gray helped me to stand, but I swayed, unsteady on my own feet. Thankfully he caught me.

“Good girl.” Pulling me to his chest, he gripped my ass cheeks in his hands. I yelped with the contact and the pressure from his squeezes, but the longer he kneaded the burning flesh, the more the pain morphed into a heat that shot electric bolts to my clit.

Gray slid his hands up my back and untied my bikini top. “I’ve been dying to do that since I saw your beautiful breasts bouncing toward me earlier at the pool.”

He scooped me up and carried me to the bedroom and laid me gently down on the bed. I wanted to be embarrassed when he parted my legs wide, putting my most intimate part on display for him to examine, but I was too needy to care.

Gray growled low in his throat. “Look how wet you are for me.”

I lost myself as he circled my hardened nub.

“Did you like it when Daddy punished you, naughty girl?”

I rocked my head back and forth, still kind of floating in a dark abyss where my only thoughts were Gray and the pulsing between my thighs.

“Your body tells a different story. You were a very good girl. Do you want Daddy to make this ache go away?”

“Oh, yes. Yes, please.” Torturously slow, he circled my pleasure button until I was thrashing. Then he plunged two fingers inside of me and pumped in and out until my body tightened.

“Come for Daddy” he instructed.

I didn’t need to be told twice. My muscles squeezed his digits and milked them as my body spasmed and shook with the much-needed orgasm.

“More, Daddy, please,” I begged as the pleasure faded way faster than I wanted it to. My words were barely recognizable even to my own ears.

Gray chuckled. He leaned down between my legs, his tongue swiping across my sensitive nub.

“Holy fuck!” I uttered, arching my back and pressing my sore bottom into the bedspread.

A slap on the inside of my thigh came from Gray. “Watch the language,” he growled, his hot breath on my skin causing my lower belly to flip flop.

“I can’t watch it, Daddy, I can’t see words.” I giggled at my weak joke, thinking I was funny. Until he pulled away, flipped me over, and spanked my sore bottom.

“Owie! I’m sorry!” I squealed.

“Behave.”

“I will, Daddy.”

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