"Count," he commanded, his voice rough, unyielding, his hand rubbing lightly over the spot, soothing and teasing at once."One," she whispered, her voice trembling, tears pricking her eyes from the intensity.He waited a beat, letting the sting settle, his fingers tracing the red mark slowly. Then another slap, on the other cheek, just as hard, the sound snapping through the air. She bit her lip, the burn layering on top of the first."Two."He took his time between each one, building the tension, his hand caressing her skin after every strike, making her anticipate the next. By three, her ass was throbbing, sensitive to every touch, and she gripped his leg tighter, her breaths coming in short pants. "Three." The mix of pain and his gentle rubs afterward twisted something inside her, making her wetter, her body aching for more even as it hurt."Four." Slap. He hit lower this time, closer to her thighs, the sting radiating deeper. She squirmed against his hold, but he didn't let her mo
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