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Please! It hurts too much!" Lilly's voice broke as she pleaded.
    "It hurt me that you would deliberately disobey me. I don't ever want to feel that scared again. People get hurt in the woods all the time, Lilly. What if you had hurt yourself and no one knew where to find you?"
    Lilly could feel the strain in his voice. She hated feeling how much she disappointed him. Before she could say anything, he continued spanking. She started crying heavily again, losing all of the fight in her body. After another twenty or so spanks, he stopped again. She prayed it was over. Her behind had never been so hot in her life. It felt like she had sat on an oven. Her breathing slowed and before she knew it, she was lifted up and standing again between his legs.
    Jake frowned at her reddened, tear-stained face. "Lilly, I want you to go stand in that corner," he said, pointing at the one next to the adjoining bathroom.
    Lilly looked at the corner and back at Jake. She didn't have much fight left in her, but gave him her best 'do I have to' look. He nodded and she shuffled over to the corner, her shorts still around her knees. Tears streamed down her face as she stood staring at the wall. Why did I have to treat him like such a bitch? He probably won't want anything to do with me now .
    Jake walked in the bathroom, rubbing his neck. He knew he had to finish this, whether he wanted to or not. She wouldn't respect him if he didn't. He hated seeing her cry, but the thought of her being lost in the woods was mind-numbing. He'd only known her for three days and was already falling for her. He couldn't even picture anything without her any more. He envisioned how he would teach her to ride and help him with the ranch, her cooking with him, and watching movies. He realized he just needed to get it over with so he could hold her and show her how much he really cared. He opened the second drawer of the vanity and grabbed the wooden hairbrush. Walking back into the room, he sat back down on the bed.
    "Come here, Lilly."
    Lilly turned her head, finding Jake back on the bed in the same position. She glanced at the space next to him on the bed and saw the hairbrush. Her fear amplified in her body and her legs froze.
    "Please, Jake. I'm so sorry already. I don't think I can take anymore," she spoke, her tears renewing.
    "I know you are, honey, but I need to make sure this doesn't happen again," he said calmly, waving her toward him.
    Lilly inched closer, slowing as she got within arm's length on him. She really didn't think she could handle much more, but she didn't want him to hate her.
    Jake could see her effort to obey and pulled her gently to him once she got close enough to reach. "I'm gonna give you twenty more with the hairbrush," he stated, repositioning her over his lap again.
    "Jake, I can't do this!" she cried, hoping he would just forget the whole thing.
    "You can do this, sweetheart; I'm going to hold you through it ok?" Jake soothed, rubbing his hand on her lower back.
    Lilly tried to steel herself, gripping the bed covers as hard as she could. She could feel his hand rubbing her back and her body was in a state of confusion. She was dreading the feel of the hairbrush, but she loved how close he was holding her to him. Their way their stomachs were touching and the way he rubbed her back calmed her more than she could imagine. The burning she felt in her backside was igniting another burn in her, and she would have given anything for him to move his hand to her folds and increase her arousal.
    WHACK! WHACK!
    "Ahh!" Lilly didn't know it was possible for that little hairbrush to inspire so much pain. It felt like it was a blazing cinder scorching her already burning skin. Jake delivered six more before she could register the pain. Lilly felt the anxiety leave her body when she realized he wasn't going to stop. Her entire body just erupted into sobs. "I-I'm so s-sorry!" she bawled, her body falling more and more limp over his leg.
    "Are you going to