Chapter Seventy-Six

Valerie took her time getting ready to work, a dread of what would happen filling her. She knew Dean would be there, and knew full well what she had to do, and she hated it just as much as the thought of it soaked her panties. As she thought of her confession when Damien punished her, her honey dripped and the shame of it colored her cheeks.

“You know the thought of him bending you over your desk at that school gets you wet,” Damien told her just before he smacked her ass again. “I bet you got wet as soon as he did it.”

She kept silent, not wanting to give him more fuel with which to punish her.

Another smack landed on her ass, and she felt him press in on it instead of lifting his hand immediately. Heat covered her flesh from the sting.

“You want it, don’t you?” Another smack. “You can tell me. I know what a slut you really are. I know how much you love men—all men—to want you and then take you.” Another smack to her ass, this one harder. “Dean may piss you off, but that’s part o