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arm and the cushions,” he
ordered. “Keep them there. I don’t want you trying to reach back.”
    Meg dug her fingers into the opening where the leather
cushioning of the seat met the arm, working her hands down into it until she
could wrap her fingers around the edge of the cushion.
    “Feel free to cry, moan, shout, scream and even beg me to
stop. I won’t quit until I think it’s time. But if you really can’t take it or
have a problem, tell me to ‘halt’ and I’ll stop. That exact word. ‘Halt.’
Understand?”
    “Yes.”
    “Good. Ready?”
    “Probably not. Yes.” How did you get ready for this?
    One of his arms wrapped around her waist to hold her in
position. She felt him move a fraction of a second before she heard the smack
of flesh meeting flesh and jolted at the impact of his hand on her bottom. A
burning sting spread from the spot of contact, not unbearable, more a surprise
than pain.
    Another spank followed quickly, on the other butt cheek this
time. Her gasp was still as much from the shock of impact than anything else.
If this was all there was to it, she could handle it.
    He continued to rain slaps on her bottom, alternating sides,
apparently trying to cover as much of the surface as he could. Each one blazed
with a jolting ache and tingle for a moment then the sensation faded. After a
few more they started to bite deeper into the skin and sting. Nothing she
couldn’t bear, though—it was still more discomfort than pain. A bit
disappointing, in fact.
    That didn’t last. As the spanking went on, the small
individual patches of irritated flesh began to meld, and the mild stings
combined into a more serious grating. Each further smack added heat to a
spreading burn that dug in and throbbed.
    Then he struck harder, his hand smacking her flesh with a
loud crack. A lightning strike of fire tore into her butt and charged deeper.
It smarted enough to make her groan and wriggle in an effort to bear it. It
hurt the way a punishment should. The way she both dreaded and wanted.
    It did something to her inside as well. A strange
combination of shame and pride rushed through her. Shame that she had resorted
to criminal behavior and pride that she accepted the punishment she knew he
wanted her to accept. With it came a link between her and Kyle. Something that
maybe had its roots in sexual need but wasn’t really that sort of desire.
    Meg wriggled and gasped when another slap ignited a blaze
that spread all through her. It grated. Damn, it just hurt. Maybe she couldn’t
bear this as well as she’d thought.
    A surprising thing happened though. The tingling burn in her
bottom started to sizzle. It ignited her blood and the heat rushed to her
pussy, making it swell and rousing a pressure of need beyond anything she’d
ever experienced before, even when she’d slept with David. Her bottom still
hurt, more than ever as he kept spanking areas of flesh already irritated, but
the fire also kept flowing into that place inside her that apparently wanted it
and needed it on some level.
    More levels than just the physical. Something deeper inside,
maybe the twisting spiral of guilt over the threats she’d made to Kyle to buy
his time, began to loosen and release, letting her relax mentally even as her
body tensed against the next spank.
    He didn’t spare her. He spanked hard enough to hurt and long
enough to chastise thoroughly, but she felt sure he hadn’t slapped anywhere
near as hard as he could have.
    She didn’t try to keep count of the smacks but suspected it
was somewhere around fifty by the time he finally said, “Last two. These are to
make sure you remember you did something wrong.”
    He definitely hadn’t used all his strength before. The next
spank after that crashed down hard enough to make her jump and drew a long gasp
as fiery pain engulfed her butt and spread out through her body. She had to
tighten her fingers around the cushion’s edge to hold on and would have kicked
out if the jeans and