Chapter 25

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He tore at my gown, exposing the white thong I had worn ten minutes ago. He wasted no time in yanking off the panties, till there was no obstruction left.

He was an asshole. What did the poor dress do to him? Did he have to rip them to shreds? They were still brand new. I lamented, inwardly.

He folded the belt, raising it up. "You'll eventually learn to obey my rules," he said with such dark intensity that a lump appeared in my throat, butterflies bouncing in my stomach.

All I could do was hold my breath, I knew this was going to hurt like a son of a bitch. Maybe I deserved the hard spanking. Maybe I was a nasty little girl who needed a firm hand. All didn't matter when he smacked both ass cheeks, one coming after the other.

"Oh God," I spouted, my entire body shaking. My grip on the counter was white-knuckled, my heart skipping several beats.

"Spread your legs for me, Sophie."

Reluctantly, I did as I was told, trying to keep my position just like I knew was required. I heard