An Unexpected DemandAndrea, still sobbing, raised her head to find Mrs. Arlington, bending toward he
An Unexpected DemandAndrea, still sobbing, raised her head to find Mrs. Arlington, bending toward her.“My daughter tells me that, when you’ve had enough, it loosens that magical tongue of yours…“So, have we gotten to that point, or shall I find something more persuasive?”“I can’t…” the poor spanked girl whined through her tears, but even she herself didn’t know which she meant. Take another spanking? Worse than she’d had? I can’t! her mind screamed. Let this woman ride her face like Lindsey does? I can’t… she objected.“She can’t know,” Andrea bargained.“No promises,” Mrs. Arlington said dismissively. “We have few secrets.”What would Lindsay do when she found out? Whatever it was, it is not right here, right now, on Andrea’s well-spanked (overly spanked, to ask her!) bottom! “Please don’t spank me any more,” she begged, rolling onto her back as Deborah reached under her skirt…***(note the use of third-person… not me!) -- source link