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well that you drove me away from you,” she interjected with a casual cruelty she didn’t really feel, watching his eyes cloud angrily for a fraction as a second and she knew she’d hit her target.
    Ty frowned, but still managed to sound sheepish. “I know. But right now, there’s someone after me who might well try to get to me through you, and I need to make sure you’re in a safe place before I go after him.” He had her arranged over his lap while she was distracted, still considering exactly what it was that he was saying to her, her nylons and barely there panties lowered to just beneath her cheeks with almost no resistance from her, when he continued. “And when you decided to slip away from me back there at the hotel, I didn’t know if he’d gotten to you, or if you were being your usual ornery self.”
    It had been a long time since she’d been spanked, and she’d forgotten how God awfully it hurt. And the blasted man was too damned strong for her own good, even though she knew that he would never do anything to truly hurt her, he still managed to get his point across in an extremely painful manner.
    Berating herself belatedly for not having put up a better defense, and angrier than she’d been in a long time, Maddie reached back to cover her butt, which wasn’t easy. As it was, she whacked her wrist on the underside of the dash, and when she arched against his God-awful spanks, she banged her head on the steering wheel.
    All in all, she was getting much more of a spanking than he actually intended.
    Of course, he noticed what was happening, and in his usual inimitable fashion and moved his seat even further back, which solved her problems. Then he proceeded to catch her wrists with his free hand, holding onto them almost romantically across her back, without so much as missing a beat as he spanked her quickly and with absolutely no mercy, not pulling his swats in the least, despite the close quarters.
    Ty had never really been the lecturing type. Maddie had guessed that he figured that by the time he had her over his lap, she probably already had a very good idea what she’d done wrong. Usually, he’d just tell her what she did or didn’t do, and that she wasn’t to do it again under any circumstances. He didn’t always say why, but in most cases the why wasn’t going to make any difference to her anyway. What mattered was avoiding the behavior that had gotten her into this situation in the first place.
    Instead, he was the spanking type. His spankings were hard and very uncomfortable and they weren’t over quickly by any means, usually. But apparently he considered that this was a special circumstance. When he finally let up roasting her poor bare bottom, she knew she’d been given a very abbreviated version of one of his corrections, but then, luckily for her, they weren’t really in a place that was conducive too long, drawn out punishments.
    He knew he didn’t need to say it, but he did it anyway. “You realize that that was just a warm up.” Ty wasn’t paying her any attention as she tried to rearrange her hose and panties, then gave up on the hose entirely and scrambled in a heap into the back seat to get into the clothes he’d brought along, with a lot more gratitude than she wanted to feel towards him at the moment, dragging them over her seared bottom with a loud hiss, then shrugging into the black t-shirt he’d brought.
    When she vaulted back into the passenger’s seat, she looked down at the shirt and saw the big green cat’s somewhat lopsided eyes and whiskers she’d embroidered on it years and years ago when she went through a phase of trying to learn various crafts, only to discover that she had no such talent whatsoever for any of them.
    Her eyebrows halfway up her forehead, she tried to pin him with her gaze, but since he was ignoring her entirely it was impossible to achieve her goal. So she settled for needling him verbally. “I had wondered where this had gone. You