It landed with a crack like a gunshot on the left cheek of my ass, and despite my earlier resolve, I couldn't help crying out.It landed with a crack like a gunshot on the left cheek of my ass, and despite my earlier resolve, I couldn't help crying out. The pain was more intense than anything I'd ever experienced before. I steeled myself for the next blow, which landed just as hard on the right cheek. That time I managed to limit the sound I made to a gasping groan. I was still marveling at that when the hairbrush landed again. After suffering through about six more, I decided that I couldn't take it any longer. "Stop it, please, Cheryl," I begged. She stopped in mid- swing. "Sure, I'll stop whenever you say," she said calmly. "Of course, if you make me stop before I'm ready, then you won't have kept your part of the bargain, and I won't have to keep mine, will I?" She let that thought linger for a bit. |