Standing at her side, the General lay his wicked-looking, broad-surfaced punishment paddle on the young womans ass, as if he were thoroughly contemplating his next move. Then he drew back his armpaddle and alland brought it forward sharply.
Smack!
Jenna emitted just a low groan, one barely audible across the roomperhaps even that sound was just Regans imagination. She wanted to groan herself. The impact of that strike seemed to be felt around the room. But the response wasnt horror at the poor maids distress, but another bout of sensuous excitement making the small crowd even more aroused. Much more s****l charge, theyd be fanning their faces and asking for ice water, Regan thought.
One strike followed the next in rapid succession, with each one having the same jarring effect to
