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clasped to her enchanting rounded hips, stifling her movements and causing her splendid ripe ass to gyrate provocatively, directly in front of his nose. He thought for a moment about reprimanding her to cease her struggles, however, then decided to simply enjoy the feisty attempt. A maidenly bared bottom looked so much lovelier when it was squirming.
    "Now we shall see if I am correct," Drummond muttered, and then in one fluid motion he whisked the back hem of Gabriella's skirts upward to her waist, while he held her still with his other hand. The result was as he suspected, an enticing view of very practical white linen under drawers and no less enticing for their puritanical qualities.
    "Drummond!"
    Drummond moved his hands quickly, catching Gabriella's squirming hips as he realized that this position was not advantageous to him and he glanced over his shoulder, spying the perfect remedy in a marble-topped corridor table on his left. Without further ado, he had his feisty kitten planted firmly, bent face down over the end of the table's sturdiness. He intended to secure those drawers without delay! He noted judiciously that Gabriella was sputtering, incoherent worded phrases, and he could only assume that his feminine delectable was aghast as he bent to his task.
    A moment later he had the sturdy white linen pulled to the back hollow of Gabriella's dainty knees. He could only believe that a woman's buttocks never looked quite as thrilling as when they were completely bared and squirming in this bent over position.
    "Drummond, what are you doing?" Gabriella squealed in an outraged whisper.
    "Anything that I wish," Drummond muttered, cupping one of Gabriella's cream-filled rump cheeks in his hand.
    "Oh," she panted, wiggling up onto her toes to do what he could not imagine, nor truthfully care, while his gaze was riveted to the dark pink folds of her paganly exposed honey pot. A honey pot, he noted vicariously, that was creamy in welcoming dew, giving him physical evidence that the lady doth protest too much!
    "Step out of the drawers," Drummond commanded as he slipped them down over Gabriella's small slippered feet, leaving only her sheer stockings, lavender garters, and his passion pearl, while Gabriella heaved above him in agitation.
    He spoke in a commanding voice once again. "You are forbidden to wear any type of under garment that will hinder my pearl in the future, madame."
    "Oh, you beast!" Gabriella sputtered.
    That did it! Drummond unbent his knee to stand. He kept Gabriella pinned to the tabletop, by the length of his thigh and one of his hands, settled into the small of her back, while he lay his other palm in a stinging slap to her pearly white buttocks.
    Slap!
    "Ohhh," Gabriella squealed in surprise, then huffing, "beast," once again with less conviction.
    Slap! Slap!
    "Oww," she gasped as Drummond watched Gabriella's lush buttocks jiggle with a new pink tint, staining the tender curves from the punishment of his hand. He fondled the pink flesh with his fingers, then he lifted his hand intending to spank her again.
    "Drummond, no!"
    Slap! Slap! Drummond spanked both wiggling buttocks.
    "Please!" she squealed.
    Slap! Slap! Gabriella's luscious, squirming ass was beginning to turn red.
    "No more!" Gabriella pleaded.
    Drummond paused, rubbing his hand over Gabriella's wriggling lush ass cheeks, feeling the heat of her skin on his palm from where he had stung the opulent flesh. "Your cooperation, madame, or the punishment shall continue."
    "How can you be so cruel?" she asked, yelping a moment later when he slapped her pillowed rump once more.
    "Ohh, I will do anything-!" Gabriella cried.
    Slap! Slap! Slap!
    "Are you spanking her?" Extolled suddenly, an amazed masculine voice from down the hall behind them.
    Drummond stalled in mid-slap and turned partially with a lazy drawl affecting his speech. "Wyndham." Drummond paused as Gabriella squealed, while trying to rise, which he stalled easily. "I am," he