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She bit her lip She should walk away; she kneasn’t her business So stopped her Kept her in there, hidden She didn’tmesmerised her
The girl had howled at first, then when the soldier gleefully landed his blows, raining they of sorts “All right, you gave h of it”
Alice expected the spanking to end with the confession, but the soldier continued His harsh shter blows She could clearly see her botto rosy cheeked Generously endoith flesh, the ru smack
Alice’s bosom heaved up and down as she wondered what it would feel like to be spanked so hard Painful, it had to be Yet, when the soldier paused to squeeze a buttock or even rub it doith a brisk buff of his palh froht spanks, the barled Wide-eyed Alice could not believe what she heard The woain as she reached behind to try to cover her bottom
“Be off with you You’re done,” the soldier said
She pushed up and the soldier released her The barht red “You soldiers, all the same Like a bit of fun, don’t you?”
“So do you” The soldier grinned and picked up his tankard “Saain, please,” he asked almost sweetly
It see Alice shook her head slightly, as if to deny the i in her head—the vision of her own body laid across a man’s lap Not possible Nobody could enjoy such humiliation She would refuse to countenance such a preposterous situation
The bar her hips at the soldier and collected the tankard As she reached the doorway, she turned to hirinned and quickly scarped indoors
The soldiers’ laughter followed Alice as she briskly set off down the street She arrived at her destination—the Dancing Bear Inn—a respectable lodging house coood fare with conversation Certainly more expensive, however, nobody would be spanked on those premises
Alice nervously opened the door to the dining area with its low tiainst the wall had wooden partitions separating the so seen by somebody who knew her However, she didn’t think iment in town They kept to their own houses, like her parents
Alice bla mischief The tailored jackets with rows of buttons, white breeches tight about the legs and the weathered deerskin boots Scabbards about the hips, some tatty others shiny, and below the chin the black cravats and stiff collars, highlighting aneck She could not resist the fashion of the s quake and other sensations that she could not deter a fizz of excitement within her belly
The sroup of officers—two lieutenants and a subaltern—huddled about a trestle table with beer tankards in hand and hats off Before them each a platter of bread, cheese and pickles Alice approached tentatively, suddenly feeling very foolish and uncertain of her intentions Would they talk to her, tell her tales of canorant of the life of an arination with the roes
Her pride wouldn’t let her turn around She had h
In the end, the introductions happened far easier than she could have anticipated The reeted her with keen s Alice a chair They quickly introduced themselves with small bows