Unlike the quick spankings late at night—or the heavy thrashing she took days before—this ordeal was much more methodical and thought out. He took her to the point where the heat on her ass was too much to handle, and then backed off. Starting again, his further efforts brought her bottom to a new level of pain… but one she, strangely, could handle. Either her endurance was improving, or his tiny pauses made it easier for her to live with that fire—or perhaps that fire was changing in its form, driving deeper than the skin, and working its way into her body. She didn’t know whether to cry for mercy or throw her body to him for the taking.
Her ass hot, her emotions brimming; she was certain that she could not contain herself any longer. At that very moment when she wanted most to scream,
