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I start on the final set of blows. Her ass is bright red, but there’s no evidence of bruising yet. I once had a sub who bruised like clockwork around a dozen strikes. She liked showing off her bruises.

“Twenty-six!” Bridget cries after I whip the tawse extra hard.

“Twenty-five,” I correct. “We’re doing that one over since you got it wrong.”

I spank her right across both cheeks. She cries out and hangs her head.

“Twenty-five,” she murmurs and tries to lift her head up, probably tired from the blood draining to her head. I shouldn’t keep her upside down much longer.

I finish up the final five, then turn the vibrator back up.

“You did good, Bridge. You can come now.”

Two minutes later, her orgasm erupts. Her body bucks and strains against the pommel. I want to sink myself into her so badly, but I’m waiting for my thank you.

And it doesn’t come.

Which means we’re not done with the spanking.

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