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Eleanor

SOMETHING TICKLED ELEANOR’S NOSE SHE SWIPED at it without opening her eyes She flipped over in bed and pressed into her pillow Her pillow didn’t feel like her pilloever Instead of soft, it felt hard Very hard

"Bonne anniversaire," a voice whispered in her ear

Her eyes flew open and Eleanor sat up in bed Kingsley lay stretched out on his side next to her on her narrow dorers He tickled her nose with it again and she batted it away

"King, what the fk? How did you get in here?"

She pulled the covers up to her chest She’d gone to bed in a tank top and panties and nothing else

"Your roo kissed and calls the rape squad My new rooraved invitation to juraved"

"What time is it?"

"Seven"

"Seven? You’re up at seven in theanyway"

"Nice" She grabbed a ponytail holder off her nightstand and tried to ta here?"

"I brought gifts"

"Gifts?"

"Oui" Kingsley pointed to a chair piled high with gifts

"All for me?"

"Pour toi"

As Eleanor reached out for the boxes, Kingsley grabbed her and pulled her across his lap In shock she screasley subdued her quickly and spanked her

"This is the best part of birthdays Stop fighting me, brat"

The word brat made her freeze i feeling she liked being called brat by Kingsley As soon as her struggle ceased, he gave her twenty vicious swats to the bottoave her the last and hardest spank She yelped and her bedroom door flew open April, her buxom RA, looked like she’d just crawled out of bed She had nothing on but a bathrobe barely closed over her brsts

"Elle, you okay? I heard screaot up on her hands and knees

"She’s fine," Kingsley said, pulling Eleanor back down onto his lap "Birthday spankings"

April looked hard at Kingsley and ran a hand through her disheveled hair

"It’s et out," Eleanor ordered