“Good god nooooo!” she roared. This time she gave every effort to the purpose of bucking off of his lap. And again, all the effort was a useless waste of energy, it only made Dak continue with even more resolve.
Somewhere in the surprising mix of horrid sensations, Janice was feeling a degree of submission she’d never felt in previous spanking sessions. This was no lark, no silly game, the man was serious, and such a feeling swelled in her, right between her thighs . . . About the time that Janice realized that she was getting the most extraordinary s****l high from the painful strikes, he stopped.
For the longest time she remained poised on his lap, figuring that he was the kind of man that would call all the shots, including when she could get back on her feet again. While she wa
