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long tortured
cry. "Don't move, E." R. said and continued to stroke 's from clit to
asshole, long but very light strokes, his fingers barely touching her. E.
struggled inside, trying to obey R.'s order not to move, but couldn't
help herself, 's body rose to meet the strokes of his hand to try to make
more contact with his fingers, just a little more, so could cum. R.
stopped stroking her, raising 's face so 's eyes would meet his. "You
disobeyed me, E. Now I will punish you. Get on your knees and bend over
this ottoman." R. commanded. E. whimpered as moved herself to the
ottoman. A. moved in front of E. so he could watch 's face. J. stood
next to her. could feel R. behind her. E. began to shake, frightened
of what was to come, feared the pain as well as the humiliation of this
public punishment. "Hand me the paddle, J." J. handed R. a black leather
paddle. "How many strokes do you think deserves?" R asked. "Why not
stroke 's until 's ass is scarlet?" A asked. "Good idea. Now E., you will
first kiss the paddle and then you will lie still as I paddle your
delectable ass. Yo
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