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waiting for the first swat to hit.
    Surprisingly, she felt a large, warm hand caressing her ass cheek, and after a few seconds, she relaxed, grateful for his soft touch.
    Then his hand drew back and delivered the first spank. Gina gasped, but it didn’t hurt too badly. She would be able to take the rest if she focused on her breathing and counted them out in her head.
    The next one was on the same cheek but harder, and Gina closed her eyes, her face screwing up with the pain of it.
    “Those two were for arguing with me about your punishment. Now, you will count the next five out loud for me.”
    She waited for the swat to come, but nothing happened.
    “What do you say, sub?” Guy asked, his voice dangerously soft.
    Oh shit, was she ever going to do anything right? “I’m sorry; yes, Sir,” she answered in a shaky voice.
    The next swat came hard and fast, to the middle of her cheek. Gina counted and then felt his hand come down harder, on the other one. By the time she had got to four, her teeth were clenched and she felt tears begin to form. The fifth one landed on the delicate skin, right at the top of the thigh, and she cried out with the stinging pain of it.
    “Five,” she managed as she felt the first tear slide down her face.
    There was no way she was going to give in and cry like a baby. She had agreed to be trained as a submissive. She had read and researched enough to know what that entailed, and she knew, inside, that she should have gone to get her Dominant when Laura had shown she was going to be trouble.
    Her determined thoughts were interrupted by the sound of Guy’s voice. “Stand up and face me, Gina.”
    Surprised, she stood and turned, wiping the couple of tears that had escaped. Oh God, had he changed his mind and decided that she had to take the rest downstairs?
    Guy wiped away one more rogue tear. Their eyes met, and Gina felt her lip tremble at what he was about to say.
    “You will bend over my knees for the rest.”
    She didn’t know whether to be relieved or not, but she certainly knew how to respond this time. “Yes, Sir,” she answered as bravely as she could.
    “Better,” he stated and moved around her to sit on the chair.
    She turned, and after just a small hesitation, she bent over his lap. He immediately pulled her farther over so her feet were off the ground and her bottom was pointing straight up.
    At least her spanked cheeks had had a couple of moments to recover before the last of the punishment.
    “Spread your legs, sub,” he ordered.
    She felt so self-conscious, but she knew there was no choice in the matter. Reluctantly, she opened them, knowing that her pussy would be on full show to him. She had never felt so exposed in her life. Then a new sensation hit her. Was that arousal? For God’s sake, how could she possibly feel aroused at this point?
    His hand ran over her ass and moved to her crack. She jumped as he let it run down and slide between her folds. “Your body belongs to me now, Gina. It is mine to do with as I see fit. Do you understand?”
    “Yes, Sir,” she replied, feeling her need grow as his fingers trailed over her labia, then pushed gently up inside her.
    “Oh,” she moaned, feeling the slickness of her arousal turn to wetness at his invasive touch. His finger slid out and strummed over her clit. She gasped, as thrills of sensation pulsed through her.
    He removed his hand from her pussy, and she let out a sigh of frustration.
    “I enjoyed feeling your clit swell with my attention, but I don’t expect you to complain if I stop. You will take whatever I give you and always be grateful. Now, is it the thought of more spanking that turns you on and makes you wet, or do you want my hand on your pussy some more?”
    Gina blushed. “I…I think it’s some of both, Sir,” she replied.
    “Good girl, that’s an honest answer,” Guy said, repositioning her ass to stick back up once more since Gina had wriggled a little during his intimate