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I followed him, my core clenching. Another wave of pleasure rolled through me. He sat in the chair and bent me over his knee, lifting my skirt. I pushed my knees together, feeling his hard cock pressed against my stomach and his hand caressing my bare ass.

Greg grabbed a fistful of my hair and slapped my ass hard, making it sting. “I don’t want to punish you, Tracy. But you’ve disappointed me.”

“I’m sorry, sir.”

Another slap. Harder this time.

“Sorry for what?” he asked.
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