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her shapely thighs.
    With grim satisfaction, Savage raised his hand and brought it down, open palmed across her cheeks. The loud smacking sound it produced, followed by Zora's shriek of pain was music to his ears. From almost the first moment he'd set eyes on her he'd wanted to do this. She needed a good spanking more than any woman he'd ever known and she was going to get it from him.
    He repeated the treatment fast and hard, slapping one cheek then the other. Her quickly reddening cheeks wobbled and jiggled under the onslaught. He knew that his fast approach was preventing the full impact of the spanking from being felt, but it would settle in later, and that was what he wanted. In this moment he wanted nothing more than to impress upon Ms Matthews that she was his to command. As she wriggled and wailed, he continued the sound spanking, reddening her cheeks to a bright cherry color.
    Her outraged reaction told him that she was most certainly not used to any kind of physical discipline. Her cries were frantic as she began pleading with him to stop, telling him that he was most certainly going to kill her. “Calm down and take your spanking,” he growled, pausing the onslaught for a moment when her struggles became too extreme.
    “Please stop!” Zora cried. “I can't take it!”
    “You'll be surprised what you can take,” he said, redoubling his efforts and slapping the underside of her cheeks with quick, searing strokes. The continued spanking after the brief respite made Zora break down completely. Tears coursed down her cheeks as she sobbed in frustration and pain. Savage didn't kid himself into thinking she was learning her lesson, he didn't expect her behavior to magically reform after a single spanking, but at least she'd know in the future that she wasn't untouchable.
    When he determined she had enough, he reached down and pulled her pants up over her red bottom and stood up, keeping her firmly in his grasp. She was sniveling, her eyes were red and tears were streaming down over her cheeks. He hadn't hurt her that badly, there were far more severe ways of imparting discipline after all, like canes or belts or even slippers. No, a hard hand spanking alone didn't cause this kind of reaction, the realization that one could be punished for being an insufferable brat did.
    Taking her by the hand, he lead the weeping Zora out of the exam room and walked her back to the room she'd been put in on her arrival. No words passed between them, he was not in the mood to offer comfort. Savage wanted her to truly feel the consequences of deliberate disobedience. He ushered her inside with a hard slap to her bottom that made her squeal. “Get yourself together. I will be back for you this afternoon,” he said sternly before shutting the door and bolting it firmly.
     
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    Left alone in the little room, Zora threw herself onto the bed and cried harder that she could remember crying since she was a child. Her bottom hurt terribly, even if she lay perfectly still she could feel it aching and throbbing. She could not believe what Savage had done to her. One moment they had been talking, the next moment he had been hitting her. Such a possibility had not crossed her mind until it had happened.
    Who did he think he was to hit her because she wouldn't do what he wanted? It wasn't fair. Somehow he'd managed to make her bottom blaze and burn for ages after the fact. When she reached back timidly to see if it really was as swollen as she thought, she found that it was radiating warmth. She didn't even need to touch the skin to feel how hot he'd managed to make her bottom.
    She did not know how long it took to stop crying, she only knew that when she did she had a headache in addition to her sore bottom. Homesickness was also beginning to overwhelm her. She was tired of the place with the people who never said more than one or two words to her and the bully who hit her when she didn't do what he wanted. She'd never felt so lonely or