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 You re okay, he assured her. If she couldn t handle a simple spanking, there was no way
he was going to introduce her to the whip or the cane, no matter what she said she wanted.
She nodded.  Twenty-two left.
It took him a moment to realize she had been counting. He grinned at her, pleased.  That s
right. You earned every swat, too. He watched her face as he began to spank her again, just as
hard as before. She squeezed her eyes tight and began to breathe in a rapid staccato but she
didn t clench her hands and she didn t protest.
Her ass was turning a lovely shade of red, his handprint landing white and darkening rapidly
as the blood moved below the surface of her smooth, perfect skin. She began to whimper, her
hands again clenched. He tapped a fist and she opened her fingers.
He continued to spank her, aware she was nearing the limit of what she could tolerate, or
rather what she thought she could tolerate.  Twenty-three, she cried suddenly.  Oh, Jesus. I
can t do it.
She rolled away from him, covering her ass with her hands. He rolled her back to her
stomach and gripped her wrists, pulling her arms up over her head. She jerked against his grip,
but he held her fast.
 Of course you can, silly girl. Only seven left. You do know, if you stop a spanking before
it s done, we have to start over. Do you want to start over?
 No, came her small voice.
 No, I didn t think so. So just relax and take what s due you. You earned this. You deserve
it. You need it. Don t you?
There was a long pause. He let her wrists go. If she still protested, he would stop. She didn t
move her hands from over her head, but left them lying against the pillows.  Yes. Her voice
was now a whisper.
 Yes, what?
 Yes, I need this.
He grinned broadly, hugely pleased at this unexpected capitulation. He had expected her to
say she deserved it. To say she needed it implied more, so much more. He cupped his palm and
smacked her ass seven more times in rapid, stinging succession. Elizabeth whimpered and
tensed, but didn t otherwise resist him.
He bent over her and gently kissed the tender flesh, turning his cheek to feel its heat. She
moaned.  I m so proud of you. He meant it. He kissed her again, his lips trailing down toward
the back of her thigh.
He brought a hand between her legs, pressing them apart. He touched her pussy with the tip
of one finger. Despite the sting of the spanking, or, dare he hope, because of it, she was wet and
swollen. This time her moan was more ardent, and she spread her legs farther of her own accord.
He pushed her onto her back. Crouching between her legs, he licked along her outer labia,
savoring the spicy-sweet taste of her. She gasped with pleasure as his tongue sought and found
her clit, hard as a pebble beneath its hood. Lightly he teased her with his tongue, while sliding a
finger into the tight wetness he would soon claim with his cock.
Later he would talk to her and help her process her reaction to the spanking but for now he
would just adore her, licking and teasing her until he drove her to the edge of ecstasy. In short
order he did just that. She was panting and moaning, writhing against him.  Oh, oh, oh, she
cried, her orgasm seconds away.
He pulled away and rolled from the bed. Her eyes flew open.  Don t stop. Don t, please, let
me come. She was imploring.
He pulled off his clothing and hurled them away, reaching to the night table for a condom,
which he quickly rolled onto his straining cock. He stared down at her, loving the sight of her,
the smell of her, the sound of her pleading for him.  Take off your blouse and bra. She obeyed
quickly, lying back down, her breasts tipped with dark red, distended nipples. He fell heavily
onto her, grabbing her wrists and pulling them taut over her head.
Maneuvering himself between her thighs, he plunged into her impossibly hot, tight cunt and
groaned with pleasure. She at once began to buck beneath him, writhing and gasping.  Yes, yes,
she cried. He could feel the heat from her spanked ass against his balls as he moved inside her.
It wasn t long before her body began to shudder in a long, convulsive climax. He released
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