Sinful Nights: A Filthy Collection of Steamy Stories
“You know the consequences.”
He yanked the towel away, leaving me naked and exposed over his knees. The first spank was a shock, a sharp, stinging slap on my wet skin. I cried out. He didn’t use his hand this time. He’d picked up a wooden hairbrush from the table. He spanked me methodically, first one cheek, then the other, the sharp, biting pain building with each blow.
“This is your punishment, Ava,” he said, his voice hard. “This is what happens when you break the rules.”