”Carla didn’t say a word, just waited for the minute to pass.WHAP. Oh Christ. That one was low, half on the things, half on my ass. Did I mention it was hurting?WHAP.I slipped into subspace. I felt the next two, but I wasn’t in my body anymore. I was somewhere else, half-watching and half just floating in space, my body crying and everything spilling out. Then I felt Carla’s hand caressing my back again. I fell back into my body as she kissed me, the pain making me moan around her lips. God, when would I be able to sit again? Then I noticed Hatch there, close to me and her. He took the belt from her, and Carla whispered something to him, something about me being done. No, I needed Hatch to spank me. Snot running from my nose, I said, “Sir, please, six of your best?”Carla said, “Wow.”Hatch said, “Good girl,” and kissed me, a good kiss. He moved behind me, ran a finger over my ass. “However, you’ve forgotten who’s in charge here. I’ll decide how many you get.” I was. I became nervous again. I knew what happened next and I wasn't sure I was ready. But I couldn't say or do anything to change anything. I felt in his complete control. He moved his hand to the button on my shorts slowly to gauge my reaction. I gave none. Then he fumbled for a moment to undo them and I sucked my breath in to give him better movement and I knew this made me an accomplice. He undid the button and then the zip. He pulled the fly apart exposing the top of my underwear. I was hard and I realized he could tell by looking (maybe not but I thought so then and it made me feel exposed).He pulled my body closer to his so I was sitting upright firmly against him, his erection against my back twitched. He pushed his hands inside my shorts and I lifted to give my shorts room for him. He was covering my dick. I was twitching too and I felt flushed and I was suddenly scared I might pee. I pulled away from him and sat, looking away a few feet from him. He understood I think as he stood.
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