Page 11 of Stuck with You

Thwack!

Before I caught my breath, she spanked me again.

Thwack!

It felt strange. There was a sting, but it didn’t hurt.

The thought had just flitted through my mind when I felt a rush of cool air. Looking over my shoulder, I saw that Taylor had lifted my skirt up to my waist. She smirked.

“Love your virginal white panties.”

“Thank you, ma’am.”

She began spanking me over the fabric of my underwear, her movements rhythmic like a metronome as she moved from one part of my butt to another. Over and over again, her hand came down.

Thwack!

Thwack!

I could feel my skin warming under her attention as each spank built on the last one. It was almost relaxing. I sighed happily until Taylor broke the silence.

“Now that you’re warmed up, we’ll move onto the punishment part of your spanking.”

She lifted the waistband of my panties and I gasped as I realized her intention.

“You’re going to… expose me?” I asked in shock.

“Of course,” Taylor responded. “We need bare skin for a punishment to be effective. Now tell me why you deserve a punishment, little girl.”

“I, um…” I paused as I felt her drag my panties down my thighs to my knees, exposing my ass.

Thwack!

“What was that?” she asked, landing the hardest smack so far on my right ass cheek. My flesh compressed under her hand. Without the protection of my clothing, it smarted in a way I hadn’t expected.

“I punched you in the bar, ma’am.”

“And?”

Thwack!

This time she struck my left cheek.

“I got us arrested.”

“And?”

Thwack!

Thwack!

I gasped. That was really starting to hurt now.

“I forgot a jacket on a rainy day?” It came out like a question.

Thwack!

Thwack!

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