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There was pain, but there was also a rather pleasant tingling sensation that remained afterward.
When the second slap hit her on the other buttock she felt it even more.
Katsumi started spanking faster now, alternating between each cheek. She could feel the warmth spreading as Katsumi's hand slapped her all over her bottom.
She never hit the same spot twice in a row, only returning after she had delivered a couple spanks to different areas.
The tingling feeling was intensifying, but so was the pain she felt with each smack. Slowly it build up and she found herself yelp with each consecutive hit.
When Katsumi stopped to rub her bottom for a while it was the most amazing sensation she had ever felt.
She could not help but instinctively press her bottom upwards towards the shrine maiden's hands.
Soon the spanking started up again, and with each slap, with each painful impact of flesh on flesh, she also felt her own excitement and desire growing.
Before long she was raising her buttocks towards Katsumi's hands as if eagerly anticipating their next contact.
[...]
She was fascinated by the cute yelps she could produce from slapping Ayame's rear with the right amount of force. And when she rubbed, squeezed and slid her hand over her bottom, Ayame's ragged breathing and soft moans told of the pleasure she felt.
And so she slapped away and was a little surprised as it seemed like Ayame was lifting her bottom up and presenting her soft buttocks to the shrine maiden's hands.
With her eyes she could not see how the color changed, but she had learned to judge a bottom's state by moving her hand over it, feeling for temperature or swells. It also gave her a good excuse to fondle those enticing mounds of the girl over her knee a little bit more.
[...]
Not a bad start to a new story. I always forget about your DA account (probably since I'm more of a pixiv user) but I'll have to keep an eye out for you on there as well if you decide to continue this story. Sometimes I miss stories when they hit AOTK's download section.
