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fantasy story of Aya Nakata :
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solidly against the fullest, fleshiest part of
Karen’s buttocks.
THWACK! “OWWWW!” Aya Nakata gasped. Aya's knuckles were white with the intensity
of Aya's grip on the chair.
THWACK! “AHHHHHH!” The tears began to pour from Karen’s eyes. Aya's bottom
was extremely sensitive from the twice daily spankings, and just two strap
swats was all that it took re-ignite a stinging pain.
THWACK! “AWWWOWWW!” Aya Nakata screamed.
THWACK! “AHGGGG!”
THWACK! “AUGGGHHH!!”
THWACK! “AIEEEEEE!”
THWACK! “OWWWWWWCH!”
Barry’s heart pounded in his chest. His balls ached. His briefs were
slick with precum. It was everything he could do not to grasp his stiff
cock right there and then. Every detail of Karen’s punishment etched into
his memory as he watched Aya's anguished dance. Aya's shoes drummed on the
floor, every now and then Aya Nakata kicked up Aya's legs. Aya's wonderful, wobbly
bottom did a dance of its own, jerking from side to side, bouncing up and
down, squeezing and expanding. The half-moons
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