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"Hmm," I moaned, collapsing fully against the table, like butter on a hot pan. My breath deepening. The next time crack of his palm on my ass, my cheeks clenched.

I inhaled deeply. “Mmm”

And so he goes, Smack, smack, smack.

And I realize through my foggy brain that each time my hips rose to meet his palm, heat thrums through my blood, and I begin to anticipate each strike. Rocking back to meet him palm up on my tippy toes.

I could feel the sticky mess coating my inner thighs.

He made a growly sound and smoothed a palm along my spine. “Count for me, one to spell out each word”

“Hm?”

Count what...? I'm trying to blink out of the fog around my eyes when the first smack of the ruler lands across my ass.

“Oowh!"

"Count!" he barked.

Fuck. "O-one!”

The second one follows immediately right across my cheeks. I swore. “T-two!”

Crap.

He was not messing around.

Instinct demanded I rub at the fire licking across my ass but his warning rang clear in my mind.

“Please- fuck three” I hissed be