“Yes, sir.”
“And you’ll think twice before you go running around some man half-clothed, as if he’s not going to be immediately seduced. You got that!”
“Yes, yes I do!”
He lay in with another half dozen particularly nasty blows and was finished. I was exhausted, but strangely satisfied in a way I’d never been before. Rising from his lap, he handed me my bikini bottoms while he got a good look at almost all my private body parts.
“Why don’t you go get a T-shirt,” he said.
Coming to my senses, I appreciated the suggestion.
By the time I’d finished getting presentable, Mark was on his feet, the hairbrush was back on my dresser and my kitchen chair was returned to its place by the table.
“So, you going to be all right after your first spanking?” he asked. “It was your first?”
“Yes, yes
