Devon yelped as he was grabbed yet again, and though he struggled and pulled back on his arm where Marilyn had it in a firm grip he soon found the blood rushing to his head as he stared blankly at the floor, too shocked to react with much more than a jerk when she pulled down his trousers.
Blushing furiously in embarrassment and anger, he had just recovered enough to open his mouth and demand to know what she was doing, when his upturned rump was met with a slap, right across the middle of his bottom, and he squeaked.
He froze as she gave three more swats in quick succession and looked back over his shoulder at her in disbelief when the last one fell, seemingly surprised by the suddenly stinging patch of skin on his behind.
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