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They started for the large stairwell, but Lauren’s small strides couldn’t match Blake’s massive ones. At the bottom of the steps, he paused, waiting for her to catch up. Once she was alongside him he swooped, seizing Lauren in his strong arms before carrying her up the staircase.

On the top landing, he crashed into the closest bedroom, Blake’s left arm slamming the door open as Lauren gripped onto his muscular neck. Her eyes blinked around the room, its luxurious décor apparently lost on her at this moment. He sat down on the bed, releasing her onto his lap.

“Stand in front of me,” he instructed, his voice calm despite the abrupt show of his authority. She obeyed, her heart threatening to rise into her throat as she raised her eyes to look upon him.

His earlier words swirled around and around her head. Are you going to take your spanking? Your spanking… It was like every deed, every moment, every illicit fantasy had all been leading her to this moment. This moment with Blake Anderson. He nodded.

“Thank you,” he replied, “although your display of obedience at this juncture isn’t going to save you from this spanking.”

“I know,” she croaked. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to…” Blake lifted his palm to halt her words.

“Enough,” he said sharply. “There’s little point, sweetheart. We both know that you did mean to. In fact, I wonder if this wasn’t your plan all along?” She blanched, shifting her weight awkwardly between her legs. Perhaps he was right? She had been dreaming of this spanking for so long, it was possible that she’d pushed him on purpose, refusing to eat more just to enact the consequences.

“Well, you wanted a date filled with spanking, Lauren, and it begins now.” He stared at her, his expression gleeful. “Over my lap.”

Lauren gulped at the order, although her feet were already moving, doing Blake’s bidding. She stumbled to his right side, positioning herself at his knees before turning and bending over his thighs. There was silence as she yielded, the only sound her ragged breathing as she finally got into position.

Lying upturned over a man’s lap this way was a lot more uncomfortable than she’d ever imagined. His thighs pressed into her lower ribs and belly, and her behind felt absurdly vulnerable.

“Thank you for doing what I’ve asked, sweetheart,” murmured Blake from over her. As he spoke, his hands yanked at the back of her dress, pushing the linen up toward her shoulders. “I know this is your first spanking, so I’ll try to go easy on you, but I want this to hurt. I want you to remember the sting of my palm, and what happens to you when you defy me. You got it?”


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Her Master’s Cane – #SatSpanks #DarkRomance

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Happy Saturday, everyone! It’s finally the weekend again, and with it comes the awesome, #SatSpanks.

I’ve been busy editing all week, and am pleased to bring you another scintillating snippet from the new book…

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There were no more warnings. Instead, Connor flicked the cane over her reddening bottom, landing it over her exposed cheeks. She sobbed quietly, but remained still, and based on the tension he could see in her shoulders, Connor could guess at the amount of effort that immobility took.
“Thank you, Master,” she squeaked, and he paused at her words, pleasantly surprised at them. So, the little pet was contrite then, or so it would seem, but it wouldn’t be enough o save her now. Her recent performance was already sufficient to condemn her to the cage once this penance was through.
Focusing on her bottom once more, Connor delivered the final four swats. He landed them so fast that Molly had little time to respond, let alone thank him, and as the cane branded her flesh for the final time he threw the implement onto the black tiled floor for dramatic effect.
“Your caning is over,” he concluded, assessing her as he spoke.
The release of tension was visible, and at the sound of his words, she broke down again, sobbing her heart out onto the bench. Connor sighed at the sight. Much though he appreciated her distress, she was going to make herself ill if she didn’t stop.
He left her bound body, and wandered to the left of the room, to the small, black refrigerator he’d had installed. Opening the door, he shone a bright light against the cold tiles as he reached inside for a bottle of water. Twisting the cap, he took a slug, and turned to assess his pet. She was clearly overwrought, and would need refreshment.
He opened the dark cupboard above his head, eyeing the collection of pet bowls and accessories which he’d prepared for this purpose. Choosing the one closest to him, he poured some of the cold water into the bowl, before striding back to where his pet was waiting.
“Time for a drink,” he told her, as he placed the dish on the tile by the side of the bench.
She turned her head, revealing a tangle of dark hair over burning red eyes.
“Are you going to behave yourself?” He asked her, crouching and edging closer to her perturbed expression.
Molly sniffed, and nodded as she answered him. “Yes, Master,” she promised, the relief evident in her tone.
Poor little pet. She clearly assumed that this part of her ordeal was over, but that couldn’t be further from the truth. “Good,” he continued, reaching for her left wrist and slowly releasing her limb from the strap.

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Punished by the Viking – #SatSpanks #SpankingRomance #BDSM

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Yay, it’s Saturday at last! The Viking’s Possession is still sitting pretty at #1 in Amazon’s new releases, and the sun is shining, so surely it’s time for a spanking? Never fear, I’m here to deliver some red-hot discipline from my new book.

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He spanks me again, and again, each strike lighting a trail of fire over my backside. The sting starts to become unbearable, and I want to tell him to stop, yet I know there is little point. My Viking is the one who decides how and when to punish me, and only he will decide when my spanking is done, but oh, Gods, each strike is so painful! I wonder if I can really tolerate the intensity of this spanking. I lose count after thirty strokes, feeling the outline of his palm against my bare bottom.

“Just because you are in Lundborg does not mean you have free rein to say as you wish, Aurelie,” Anders goes on, his voice hard and unrelenting. “Let each swat of my hand be a reminder of this fact to you. I am the master, and you are the captive, whatever transpires between us. Every time you overstep the line, I will be here to punish you, my sweeting. I will be here to tan this beautiful backside and correct you.”

And correct me he does, his palm impacting over and over until I am on the verge of tears.

“Please, my Lofðungr,” I whimper, wanting desperately for the spanking to be done, and for his warmth and affection to resume in its place. “Please, I have remembered, and I will remember. Please stop!”

My plea is met by Anders’ dark chuckle, and I know in an instant that my punishment is far from over.

“I do so love to hear you beg, Aurelie,” he purrs, “but no, now is not the time to stop. Your spanking only truly begins when you think you can bear no more, and rest assured, my love,” he pauses to land a further three firm strikes to my sore bottom, “you will bear more for me.”

My eyes flutter closed at his promise, my head filled with the misery at his verdict. Of course, I never expected him to give in to me—Anders never has—yet I cannot help but think this penance far outweighs the severity of my crime.

“Tell me, Aurelie.” His voice rouses me from my wretchedness, his tone goading me as his palm finally pauses at my punished cheeks. “Tell me you will bear it. I want to hear you yield.”

“Yes, my Lofðungr,” I mewl from over his lap. “I am yours, and I will bear it.”

“That’s my good little sweeting,” he replies, the timbre of his voice vibrating over me. It’s thick with condescension and oozes glee, as though he is thoroughly enjoying my correction. If I know Anders, then I’m sure that he is. I writhe in abject humiliation over his hard legs, my mind weighted with the usual intolerable contradiction. There’s the distress of the punishment, and my inability to control proceedings, versus the simmering need within my core. The need to submit to him, to please him, but more than that—my desire to.

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New Release!

With only three days to go, this is it!

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I’m about to burst with excitement about this book, and can’t wait until it hits e-readers on Friday! In the meantime, here’s the blurb and another exclusive excerpt for you…

After she saves the life of Prince Anders, the Viking warrior who took her as his captive and tamed both her body and her heart, nineteen-year-old Princess Aurelie of Donrose knows that she can never return home again. She will belong to Anders forever, as his bride and his possession, destined to be used and enjoyed as thoroughly, shamefully, and often as he pleases. Though Anders has proven many times that he is more than willing to punish her bare bottom harshly for any disobedience, with war fast approaching between her brother and her husband, Aurelie puts her own life in danger in the hopes of making peace. But when her reckless gamble goes wrong, can Anders rescue his headstrong young wife before any harm comes to her? The Viking’s Possession is the sequel to The Viking’s Conquest, but can be read as a stand-alone novel. It includes spankings, and sexual scenes, including some scenes of sexual humiliation. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

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I land on the bed, eyelids flickering open and closed as the spasms of pleasure continue to overpower me. Anders shifts his weight on the bed over me, and as my lids fully open, I see him come into view over my face. His gaze is compelling and holds me to bed every inch as much as his body had done before. “Roll onto your belly,” he commands me, lifting his body weight to give me enough room to spin as instructed. Once I am in place, he lowers his hard body over my own, spreading my legs apart with his knees. I know just what he will do next, and as though it is some unspoken agreement between us, the edge of his large erection nudges at my wet, exposed sex. “I need you,” he murmurs, his mouth whispering into my right ear. “Take me,” I reply, twisting my head to acknowledge his words. His lips find my own, capturing my mouth in his kiss as he plunges slowly into my empty channel. The scent of my own desire wafts over me, and the reality that his mouth has just pleasured me leaves me overwrought. Between our legs his hard length fills me right up to his testicles. The depth and intensity of the act the clearest sign of his possession of me yet. My mind whirls at the sensation, my mouth opening into a silent ‘o’ as he withdraws, and then slams back into me again. There are no words between us now – language seemingly lacking the coherence required to elaborate such a connection. His mouth falls to my neck, nipping and kissing my nape as his groin flexes forward, penetrating me over and over, pushing me into a frenzy of desire. I want to speak, to call out, to demonstrate somehow the way his passion makes me feel, but I simply cannot find the will. His hardness pinions me there, grazing my nub into a flurry of new excitement, despite its recent satisfaction. I notice that his thrusts have become shorter, and more insistent, and I gaze back at Anders, marvelling at the look of agonised ecstasy on his handsome face.

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Pet play – #SatSpanks #Darkromance #BDSM

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It’s Saturday, and it’s less than one week until The Viking’s Possession is live! Have you added the book to your Goodreads TBR yet? If not, then do so now!

For this week’s #SatSpanks, I’m sharing more from my writing desk, and this time the darkness has turned to pet play…

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He placed the laptop on the ground to his left, wanting to give her his full attention. The reading would just have to wait, whatever his reservations on the subject. The third strike was firm and he made sure he whacked her pussy this time. The sound of moisture as the paddle connected with her wet seam made him smile broadly. “Three, pet,” he declared, waiting on the appropriate response from her.

“Th-thank you, sir,” she replied. He could tell she’d made herself say the words, but still, she had said them. And that was a start.

“Master,” he corrected her as she wriggled past him. “From now on, you will refer to me as your master.”

He heard the gasp which escaped her lips, and the sound made him chuckle.

“Yes, m-master,” she sighed, her face burning an even deeper shade of crimson.

The game continued, his paddle making contact with his pet’s reddening ass another six times as she crawled past him. Each time he made sure he spanked the tail held beautifully in place by the dildo inside her, and each time he waited for the appropriate response. His cock grew harder every time she called him master, and by the time she came around for the tenth swat, his desire burned almost as hot as her bottom.

Aiming for the final time, Connor landed the swat and sighed with satisfaction as he watched her shuffle away as quickly as her hands and knees would allow. Her ass wriggled perfectly as she moved, sending the tail into humiliating swing past the punished orbs of her behind. He hoped she appreciated these little touches as much as he did, but based on the visible evidence of her arousal, he reckoned Molly did.

“Thank you, master,” she conceded as she passed the fireplace, and he stood from the chair, rearranging the hardness in his pants as she crawled back to him.

“Stop,” he ordered, and as she complied, his erection throbbed hungrily. “You made it, pet. Even if you did require a little instruction towards the end.”

There was a small sniff from the woman at his feet, but she didn’t raise her head or reply.

“Did you enjoy your exercise?” He asked, choosing to ignore the lack of response for the time being.

That made her face move, and she lifted her chin to look at him, her pale eyes burning with defiance. “No, master,” she replied, practically spitting out the final word. “I did not enjoy it.”

He chuckled at her darkly, raising his right hand slowly to the side of her face. She shrunk away, trying to dodge the contact, but his palm insisted, following her flesh until there was nowhere else for her to hide. “That’s a shame,” he told her with a sigh. “Because I did enjoy it, very much, and you will certainly be back here for more exercise soon.”

A small sob caught in her throat as his words resonated through her, but she didn’t counter him. Evidently the sting in her ass was reminding her what the consequences of that action would be.

“And now to the pleasure,” he murmured, intentionally shifting his tone to something more soft and sensual. Molly’s eyes darted to him, widening with her apparent need, yet still she didn’t speak. “Do you think you deserve your pleasure, pet?”

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Today’s the day! The first part of The Viking’s Possession cover reveal begins now… We’re only eight days away from the book being live, so check out the blurb and add it to your TBR now.

After she saves the life of Prince Anders, the Viking warrior who took her as his captive and tamed both her body and her heart, nineteen-year-old Princess Aurelie of Donrose knows that she can never return home again. She will belong to Anders forever, as his bride and his possession, destined to be used and enjoyed as thoroughly, shamefully, and often as he pleases. Though Anders has proven many times that he is more than willing to punish her bare bottom harshly for any disobedience, with war fast approaching between her brother and her husband, Aurelie puts her own life in danger in the hopes of making peace. But when her reckless gamble goes wrong, can Anders rescue his headstrong young wife before any harm comes to her? The Viking’s Possession is the sequel to The Viking’s Conquest, but can be read as a stand-alone novel. It includes spankings, and sexual scenes, including some scenes of sexual humiliation. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

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“You will keep that phallus in place until I tell you otherwise.” His body shifts and his face comes into view over my bound body. “Do you understand?”

I’m nodding even before I’ve had time to process his question. This is what Anders does to me. He takes my usual clear-headed wilfulness and turns it to mush. I can argue, I can push and protest, but in the end, I know I will always submit to this man. “Yes, I understand, my Lofðungr,” I murmur.

He nods, smiling as he leans down to plant a chaste kiss on my panting mouth. “Now, let me pleasure you some more…”

His body slips from view and I squirm needlessly in my ropes. It’s like I cannot keep still because I know now what he has in mind. He doesn’t want to pleasure me at all, he only wants to build me up to the brink of ecstasy, before abandoning the pursuit. He wants to torture me with denial—that is my punishment. As his mouth descends to my pulsating sex once more, I’m overwrought with misery. His ministrations are amazing, his tongue flicking over my excited nib at perfect intervals, whilst the phallus fills my ass in its hard and denigrating way.

Within a moment I am right there again. My mind reels, and I consciously try to control my breathing, reasoning that I can fool Anders. Perhaps if I don’t make my burgeoning pleasure so obvious, I can trick him into thinking I am not at the brink. Perhaps I can achieve my orgasm after all? The idea gives me a glimmer of hope. I close my eyes, willing myself to remain as calm as I can in light of his merciless pursuit of my suffering, but oh, Gods, it’s just too good. Before I know what is happening I am panting again, my nipples beading painfully as Anders takes me right to the brink, before—inevitably—stopping short of allowing me to climax.

This time I screech in frustration, not caring what the consequences of my outburst will be. Damn him! Damn this man who has captured me in just about every way possible. It’s as though this Viking can read my mind, and he knows instinctively when I am about to explode. He is the only man who has ever known me carnally, and it seems he is truly at one with my body.

“Now, now, Aurelie,” he tells me, admonishing me in a gleeful way. “What did I warn you about that pretty little mouth?”

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Darkness is coming… #SatSpanks #BDSM #DarkRomance

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It’s Saturday again – hurrah! This week has been another insane journey for me, preparing for the release of The Viking’s Possession, and penning my new darker romance.

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After she saves the life of Prince Anders, the Viking warrior who took her as his captive and tamed both her body and her heart, nineteen-year-old Princess Aurelie of Donrose knows that she can never return home again. She will belong to Anders forever, as his bride and his possession, destined to be used and enjoyed as thoroughly, shamefully, and often as he pleases.

Though Anders has proven many times that he is more than willing to punish her bare bottom harshly for any disobedience, with war fast approaching between her brother and her husband, Aurelie puts her own life in danger in the hopes of making peace. But when her reckless gamble goes wrong, can Anders rescue his headstrong young wife before any harm comes to her?

The Viking’s Possession is the sequel to The Viking’s Conquest, but can be read as a stand-alone novel. It includes spankings, and sexual scenes, including some scenes of sexual humiliation. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

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Molly flinched, inhaling as Connor’s palm rained down on her bottom. She blinked up at him, a single tear making tracks along her petite nose, and down to the bed. “I…I don’t know what to say,” she squealed as he spanked her again.
“Yes, you do,” he growled, swatting her backside. As he lifted his palm again he swept his hand south, making contact with her sex. Just the slightest touch made him hard. His pet was absolutely soaking wet, her seam dripping with her very obvious desire.
“What are you?” He demanded again. “Why are kept leashed and why do you drink from a bowl?”
Molly gulped, her face blanching as his meaning became clearer. Connor’s hand had stopped spanking her since its contact with her wet seam, and as he waited for her reply, his digits tantalising close to her pussy. His gaze never left her face though, and all the while his stare penetrated her face as he pushed her to admit her new-found status.
“I’m your pet, sir,” she mumbled at length, and as she admitted the words out loud, her voice broke with her very evident humiliation.
“Tell me again,” he insisted, and this time he allowed just one finger to brush against her labia.
She gasped, but her body shuddered, and her hips began to move again, as though they were acting on some type of reflex. “I’m your pet, sir,” she conceded, her voice louder this time.
Connor rewarded her with one finger, which he slipped effortlessly into her tight channel. Molly moaned gratefully in response, her eyes still blinking away tears as she made eye contact with her captor.
“Do you understand who’s in charge now?” He questioned her, pressing his advantage.
Her head nodded against the bedding beside him as a second digit joined his first inside her pussy. “Yes, yes, sir,” she gasped as he began to ease out, and then back inside her. Her cheeks had a blazing red hue by now, and he knew the spanking must have hurt, but unbelievably, his pet was wetter than ever. It seemed to Connor that she was caught somewhere between agony and ecstasy.
“Who?” He growled, fingering her slowly as he assessed her responses carefully.
She blinked her tears away as best as she could as she replied, panting as her legs splayed naturally to accommodate his intrusion. “You, sir,” she whispered croakily. “You are in charge.”

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It’s midweek, and that means it’s time for another exclusive snippet from my forthcoming new release, The Viking’s Possession. In this scene, Aurelie awaits Anders’ verdict about her latest punishment…

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Trapped in the confines of his bedcovers, I eye the implement in his hands with trepidation. It’s a lash, much like the one he has used on me before, and memories of those times flood my brain, my mouth drying in an instant. “My Lofðungr, please,” I say, the plea out before I even have time to think. “Do I really deserve such a penance?”

He reaches the opposite edge of the bed, smiling. “Is it for you to decide how your punishment is delivered?”

I shake my head, fear and arousal combining to make me feel giddy. “No, my Lofðungr,” I whisper.

He drops to the covers below, his weight reverberating up the length of the bed to where I sit, curled into something of a ball. “You have no reason to fear me, Aurelie,” he smiles. “After everything which has transpired between us, do you really think I could cause you any real harm?”

I blink away the tears that have collected in my eyes, once more shaking my head at his question. “No,” I sniff, watching him as he slides further up the bed toward me. “But please remember, my Lofðungr, you hold all of the cards here. These are your chambers, your town—your people. I am but a foreigner here—an alien—your most recent conquest.”

His tongue darts from his mouth, licking his lower lip in an unconscious way. “Au-re-lie,” he murmurs in that way that makes me belly clench and my sex yearn for him. “You know me better than this now, no?” He poses it as a question, yet gives me no time to respond. “I do not bring women back to my castle—not ever—not until you.”

There is silence for a moment as I absorb his words.

“I have done a great many things which I am not proud of,” he continues. “I have humiliated and treated you unfairly…” Here he pauses, his gaze intense as we both recall the deeds to which he refers. My face begins to flame at the memory of the things that have transpired between us. “I am a devil, Aurelie. I do not deny it. Yet you saved me, my sweeting, and so now, what am I?”

I draw in a deep breath, hypnotised by his performance. “You are the prince?” I offer in a tiny voice. “You always were.”

He smiles, dismissing my answer with a small shake of his blond hair. “A prince perhaps,” he concedes, “but much more than that, Aurelie. Now I am your devil—all yours—and you are mine.”

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Educating Jenny by PK Corey

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Cal’s young wife, Jenny, just wants to play house with her gorgeous, dominant husband, Sheriff Cal Bennett of Beaufort County. Cal wants her to complete one more year of college before choosing a path. Although Jenny is tired of school, she bends to her husband’s wishes and goes off to classes in a nearby city. On their precious days together, Cal educates his beautiful girl to the idea of sexual fantasies and bedroom toys, and here, Jenny is an eager student!
Jenny finds herself being stalked by a mysterious police officer who views every move she makes as criminal. Everyone she cares about knows that what ensues is not Jenny’s doing, but she can’t keep herself from giving in to some sweet revenge. Her plan starts out as a silly college girl prank, but soon lands her on the wrong side of Cal’s law.

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“I know you want to talk about this college thing some more. It’s stressing me out too. I’m willing to talk about it, but it might lead to a fight. So, let’s go to the bedroom for a little playtime to get us both in a good mood first. College can’t be mentioned until we come back in here, agree?”
Jenny watched Cal’s face break into a dazzling smile. “I agree. And woman, I like the way you handle stressful situations.”
“I think you’re going to like the way I handle lots of things,” Jenny assured him.
In the bedroom, Jenny began unbuttoning his shirt. The hardness of his body always impressed her and she slowly rubbed her hand over his six-pack. She undid his belt and lowered his zipper. Putting her hands inside his pants, she lowered his jeans and underwear continuing to push them down until she was on her knees.
“While I’m in the neighbourhood,” she murmured. She put her mouth to his balls and gently sucked one into her mouth. Cal gasped with surprise and delight. She continued the treatment while gently stroking his erection. Jenny got to her feet. “Just a preview,” she told him, standing up.
Cal began undressing her. He loved this and he took his time. He loved every inch of her body, and many parts he chose to savour with both his eyes and his mouth. Now nude, Jenny stepped back. “On the bed,” she ordered him, “on your stomach.”
“Stomach?” he questioned.
Jen pointed and didn’t repeat herself. Cal lay down and immediately Jenny climbed over him, reaching for the lotion. “You need a good massage to get rid of all that stress,” she told him. She began smoothing the lotion into his neck and shoulders. Cal loved the feeling of her hands on him as she massaged his back then began on his legs. She worked her way up slowly and then, unable to resist, she landed a hard swat to his beautiful ass.
“Oww . . .” she cried out. “Damn, Cal, your ass is hard as a brick!”
Cal had turned to grab her wrist, “And you’re not supposed to spank it.” He laughed at her. “Here let me show you how it’s done.” He quickly pulled her across his lap and began with a few hard swats.

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