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I wind both of my hands into her hair “Punish her well Make her sorry she ran away and disobeyed”

She arches across our bodies,a breathy sound

“Of course” Benn slaps her hard, across both cheeks, and she moans, the sound one more of pleasure than pain

I slide her over and stand up abruptly “I’ll watch” I cross ainst my trousers Danica turns her head, lips parted, eyes wild She glances atsparks between us, fierce and bold

“I’ll ain, deliberately, again Again

“Please” Her voice is hoarse with need “Masters”

“Reain, right on the sit spots Hard

She yelps but presses her hips down into his lap, and hs restless “I’m…I want…”

“What do you want, little huain

“Please” She whispers, shutting her eyes Her hands are in fists Her ass is a glorious red, hot and mottled with our er than before

Danica

The spanking stings, but like the first ti to ain, and soon, because my ass can’t take too much more

“Benn,” I plead, afraid to ask hi the punishment

“It’s supposed to hurt,” he says, his voice low “And we’re not done I think to really et this lesson for a few days, we need to give you a few strokes with the cane”

A frisson of fear travels along my spine and I stiffen “The cane?”