Good morning, and welcome to the Saturday Spankings blog hop. I’ve got a snippet from my book Missy Meets the Marshal, about a woman who’s in trouble meeting the man who can help her. His help comes with an expectation of honesty, though, and of course Missy learns this the hard way.
Her distress didn’t move him. “You’re getting spanked for your blarney and lies, Missy. I want it to sting. You had several chances to avoid being punished, but you ignored every last one, didn’t you?”
She whimpered in response, and he landed more swats, this time again and again on the sensitive areas where her bottom curved into her thighs.
“Ow! Please! Please no more.” she cried. She hoped after each smack and before the next that it was the last of his chastisement, but he didn’t seem to be in any great hurry to settle his…
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