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He reached behind him and pulled the hairbrush from his toy bag. “What do you think?”

Austin dropped her head and twisted her hands together. “I’m sorry. You just scared me. I like what we have. I don’t want it with anyone else.”

Patrick ran a hand through her hair. “I like what we have too and that’s exactly why I have to punish you. We’ll talk more about it after you’ve had your spanking. Over my lap, baby girl”

Austin stood and crawled across his lap, resigned to her fate. This was not how she’d intended their weekend to go.

His hand rested on the small of her back as she settled into place. “This will be hard and fast so we can put this behind us and move on with our weekend.”

He gave her no time to respond, and the brush crashed against her bottom.

Austin cried out from the shock of it. Spanking was a favorite of hers, but this didn’t feel good and she was soon in tears. True to his word though, the spanking was over quickly, and he hauled her up and onto the bed with him where he wiped at her tears and held her close.

“I’m sorry. I’m just so overwhelmed by all of this, Sir,” she whispered as she cried into his chest.

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