Their Fatal Obsession
Allen suggested, continuing to issue one hard strike after another.
Nothing could have prepared me for what he was doing. I continued to struggle, hissing when he dared to yank on my gorgeous dress, managing to pull it up and over my already aching bottom. The fact I’d worn a thong forced a blast of heat to erupt across my cheeks.
“Bad girls need to be spanked fully naked, but I’ll spare you the humiliation,” he growled.
Was he kidding me? I wanted to scream but was terrified I’d call unwanted attention. I bit my lower lip as he resumed the spanking, each strike harder than the one before. I realized I was counting off the number of brutal smacks.
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