As Ellison stroked her bottom, he told her, “Now I want you to count the swats. If you miss the count, if you make a mistake, we start again. Do you understand?”
Teigen smirked, grateful Ellison couldn’t see her expression or he’d probably add more. It wasn’t hard to count to ten. This would be over quickly. Not much of a punishment.
“Teigen, I asked you a question.”
Ugh!“Sorry, sir. I understand.”
Without further warning, he smacked her bottom. Harder than she anticipated, it still wasn’t anything she couldn’t take.
“Teigen?”
“What?”
“I didn’t hear a count. We start over.”
This was more difficult than she thought. Positioned over his lap, her head upside down was strenuous and confusing. Her body was conflicted between the sensation of the spanks and the concentration needed to pay attention to the count.
SMACK!
This one had more power than the last. Was he making a point?
“Teigen?”
“Fuck.”Pay. Attention!
SMACK!
“That’s for the cursing. Now we start over.”
Fuck!At least she kept that one to herself.
SMACK!
“One!”
“Good girl!”
SMACK!
‘Two!”
SMACK!
“Three!”
SMACK!
“Four!”
Her ass was warming up, and she was grateful she only had a short count.
SMACK!
“Five!”
Halfway. She was going to make it easily.
SMACK!