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He hadn’t used this position before, and I didn’t know what to make of it. A bit tentatively, I tried to kick and squirm, but I hardly moved an inch.
I was trapped, with my bottom bare and vulnerable, about to probably get the hardest spanking of my entire life, and I couldn’t do anything but lie here and take it.
Then, the first swat fell.
It was far harder than I’d expected it to be.
He landed it across the center of my bottom, and the sheer impact of it caused the air to rush from my lungs and my body to stiffen. Then, the sting followed, and it was so intense that all thoughts of anything else immediately fled from my mind.
Another followed, and then another and another.
With the position he had me in, the way the sting seemed to deepen and radiate across my entire bottom became my entire being. He spanked all over my bottom, from the tops of my cheeks all the way down to the underside of my ass where my thighs began, and then he punished a bit lower.
The ones to the backs of my thighs stung the most.
“I want you to remember this, little girl, the next time you think about putting yourself in danger and almost getting yourself killed. I want you to think about how much you scared Caspian and I, and how much sorer your disobedient little ass is going to be if we need to have this discussion again,” he scolded.
And then, the real spanking began.
He started with slow, deliberate spanks that covered every inch of my ass and upper thighs, making sure that he didn’t miss an inch. His big, warm hand fell rhythmically, sending waves of stinging heat across my skin that were so intense they took my breath away with every single swat.
“It hurts!” I wailed.
“It’s supposed to, naughty girl,” he chided, and then without any warning, the spanking got even firmer.
His hand fell quickly, peppering every inch of my backside. I screeched before I could stop myself, but I slammed my lips shut as quickly as I could, vowing to keep quiet and take this as gracefully as I could at least until it was over.
I did.
For a few moments.
It was hard though, the pain radiating across my scalded ass. The stinging agony was like getting stung by a million bees at once. His hand was so broad that it almost covered an entire side of my bottom with one swat, which made each subsequent one that much harder to take.
It was a lot, and it hurt, and I wanted to cry out. I had to do everything in my power to hold back.
But then, one swat landed a bit lower, and the sharp slap was a little bit harder than the others, and a small gasp escaped me despite everything I tried to do to stop it. I tried to bite my lip to keep quiet, but then the spanking somehow got even harder, and a shrill cry fell off my lips.
There was no keeping quiet after that.
He punished me harder, his hand falling a little bit faster. He was spanking me everywhere. My ass. The backs of my thighs. My sit spots.
My entire backside was burning, and I couldn’t make it stop. No matter how hard I tried to kick or squirm or rock my hips to avoid every hard smack, it was no use. He had me thoroughly pinned in place, and there was nothing for me to do other than survive my punishment until he decided it was over.
He stopped, and for a second, I thought that was it, that he was done, and the spanking was over. But then I felt his hands on the backs of my thighs, pulling them apart, and the moment his fingertips skimmed my swollen folds, I knew I was really in trouble.
The flats of his fingers stilled against my pussy, and then his hand lifted up and swatted back down.
Really fucking hard.
“Oh please!” I whispered.
“You don’t like the sting of my hand when it lands on your naughty little cunt, little girl? Is that what I heard just now?”
“No,” I whined.
“That’s a shame. You’re going to feel it anyway,” he warned.
“Please, Murtagh, I learned my lesson,” I pleaded, but my words were met with a loud silence before his hand spanked between my thighs once again.
