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Jackson's Fun

“Good, then we can get on with your punishment.”

 

“Wait!” Emilia squealed as she was flipped over his knee, an all too familiar position, and her skirt was drawn up. She'd almost forgotten his threat from the museum.

 

“You earned seven minutes, sweetheart, starting now.”

 

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

 

The slaps to her ass weren't particularly hard, but Emilia moaned anyway, knowing that after seven minutes they were going still going to feel like fire. Each measured blow was firmly delivered, marching down one cheek and up the other from the top curve of her ass to her sit spot. The first three repetitions stung, but she didn't start to squirm and whimper until the fourth. By then, her ass was a bright pink color, her skin warmed up and sensitive, and each firm smack felt like a little flame, licking at her bottom.

 

“That's one minute.”

 

Grabbing on
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