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Date: 1/12/2017, Categories: BDSM, Author: gushkinbanda, Rating: 3, Source: LushStories

you. But because it is my desire and, I know, little one, that it is your desire as well. Come, lay across my lap." She moved quickly to obey, feeling the soft wool of his slacks on her bare skin and grabbing onto the sturdy legs of the chair with her hands. "You will count each stroke and, should I stop for more than five seconds, you will thank me for your spanking. Do you understand, little one?" "Yes, Sir," she said, thankful, once she said it, that something has forced her to breathe again. She felt his soft, warm fingertips, ever so gently caressing her flesh, circling each cheek and tracing a line between them. Then suddenly, making a sound in the empty room like a gunshot, the first blow landed squarely in the middle of her right side, stinging slightly but obviously just a warm up. "One," she said immediately, anxious to please and also because the blow forced her to make a noise of some kind. A pause. One one-thousand one, two one-thousand, three one-thousand. SMACK. The left cheek, stinging slightly more. "Two." Another pause. One one-thousand, two. SMACK "Three." SMACK "Four." SMACK "Five." SMACK "Six." SMACK "Seven." The alternating slaps landed so quickly that her counting fell slightly behind, the force increasing with the speed. Thankfully, another pause. One one-thousand, two one-thousand, three one-thousand, four one-thousand, five one-thousand. "Thank you for my spanking, Sir," she gasped out and fought to steady her breathing as the excitement built in ... her with the force of a train. She was sure he must be able to feel her heart pounding, pounding, pounding against his leg. She closed her eyes and focused, slowing her breathing and willing her heart to slow and calm, as she felt his hand gently rub her back, helping her to quiet her mind and her body. "Very good, little one," he breathed into her ear. His hand left her back and she tensed for the blow which never came. Did he sigh in disappointment or was it just a quick breath? She began to panic and fight to control herself again and relax. A few more seconds passed. The room, though comfortably warm when she was clothed, began to chill her skin slightly. Another blow. Where was she? "Eight." Slight pause, not even a second. Another. "Nine." This one directly on top of the last. They continued. "Ten." "Eleven." "Twelve." "Thirteen." Each one precisely in the same place on her left cheek, the stinging pain rising quickly, the sound nearly deafening in the small room. One one-thousand, two one-thousand, three one-thousand, four one-thousand, five one… Suddenly they start again. "Fourteen." "Fifteen." "Sixteen." "Seventeen." "Eighteen." These all on one specific spot on her right cheek. One one-thousand, as she counted, two one-thousand, she quickly compared, three one-thousand, the number of strokes per side, four one-thousand, would there be one more, five… And there was. "Nineteen." Back to the left and slightly lower. "Twenty." Lower again. "Twenty One." Lower still. ...