Since she was unwilling to receive another two-hour lecture from her father, it was for the best he, or anyone else, knew about this late night trespassing of hers. And definitely, what it led to. “Such report wouldn't be necessary.” She let out a simple “Alright,” when he announced that her shorts would be going down. It wasn't necessarily something she needed to brace herself for. But she did squeeze the chair’s legs more firmly.
The fabric made little noise while sliding on her smooth skin. It didn't put up a fight either. Her shorts took a ride from the hips to the ankles. Once the purple cloth glided down, all of her thighs and a good portion of her bottom was exposed. Yeah, her knickers offered proper coverage, but bending over had caused some of them to be caught between the princess’s graceful cheeks.
It was, in a way, like someone opening the cover of her diary and reading the first page. “Well,” she kept looking ahead, her eyes moving to the left and to the right aimlessly. “I'm ready.” With her shorts down and her half-naked bum in a convenient position to receive a punishment, she looked ready for it. “Thank, count, stay put. Got it.”
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