Samantha looked up from her regular position on her knees. The mixture of guilt, shame and humiliation in her eyes excited him immeasurably. She was trying her hardest to please him by suckling on his cock the way he liked it.
But she knew it would not help her.
"Come on, bum up, it's time for your spanking".
She moved reluctantly onto the sofa and stuck her bottom up in the air the way she was supposed to. As always, she had butterflies in her stomach.
It was the mixture of fear, submission and obedience that continued to turn her on, even after all these years.
She knew it would hurt.
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But she knew it would not help her.
"Come on, bum up, it's time for your spanking".
She moved reluctantly onto the sofa and stuck her bottom up in the air the way she was supposed to. As always, she had butterflies in her stomach.
It was the mixture of fear, submission and obedience that continued to turn her on, even after all these years.
She knew it would hurt.
TO BE CONTINUED >>>
