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Thinking about laying them across my lap, panties pulled down to their knees.. rubbing and massaging their ass, maybe a couple hickeys on each cheek. Pulling their arms behind their back, tying them together at the elbows so that they're just face first in the mattress and can't lift themself up. After getting them nice and warmed up, watching their pussy get wetter, start with some light slaps. Really just getting their ass to jiggle on impact for a few minutes, moving to their upper thighs and back. Gradually spanking harder and harder when they're finally dripping all over themself, moaning and squirming after every hit. Randomly alternating where I hit, how hard I hit so they never quite know what to expect. But if they still start getting too comfortable, I land a slap right against their pussy just to hear the shriek. Mocking them lovingly about how wet my hand got from it while I spread it across their cheeks... "My perfect little whore gets so wet from being my plaything, don't they? Tell me how badly you want me to slap your ass, how red you want me to make it." Leaving my bright red handprints all over them. Wanna hear them beg for more beg for me to touch them. Wanna stick my fingers in them just to tease, not really trying to get them off, ask if that's what they meant.

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“You’ve been a very naughty little girl,” he says to me. He’s got me naked and bent over his knee. His fingers trace a line down my spine, giving me goosebumps. My heart pounds in my chest as his hand continues down to caress my ass. SMACK! The sound of his palm echoes like a whip, landing square on my cheek. Air expels from my lungs and I let out a long moan. SMACK! A chill runs up my spine and raises the tiny hairs in my neck and my pussy quivers from the stinging pain. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! He continues, each hit harder than the last. My fingernails dig into the palms of my hands as I clinch them into little fists. My shrill cries becoming more and more desperate as I get wetter and wetter. He stops and the prickling pain that lingers causes me to whimper again. My skin feels hot where he spanked me and I knew it was stained with red and purple bruises. My pussy is dripping down my thighs, and I gasp when I feel his fingers slide between my legs. “Look at the mess you’ve become. You like to be punished don’t you little slut?” I moan loudly as his fingers slip inside of me and I arch my back, writhing beneath him. He begins relentlessly fingering my soaking wet pussy and I’m so close I can taste it. He chuckles and pulls his hand away. I cry out in frustration and resignation. “Only good girls get rewarded.”