Targeting the lower ends of her curvy orbs caused more sting. To have fewer of these sit-spot burning swats, she wanted to protest that it should have counted. At the same time, she didn't want to make it worse. So she elected not to say anything. Breathing through her nose, and slowly exhaling from her mouth, she readied herself for more.
“One!” She yelped, her upturned rump springing back and forth with the impact. “Thank you, sir.” She added quickly. Hours ago she couldn't have imagined letting someone touch her royal backside. Well she was now sounding thankful for having it slapped. Having one, or two in this case, well placed smacks on the back of her tender thighs was enough to make them rosy. Not only it produced a sharper noise, it made her a louder girl too. “Can you go a bit higher?” She couldn't help but ask.
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