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some other way. Flipping her around on that desk and eating

her lovely pussy until she begged for mercy, perhaps. She was

planning on doing that anyway, but it wouldn’t be nearly as

fun.

“Brace yourself,” Giana instructed.

Coralyn’s fingers scrabbled at the desk surface. It was too

big for her to get a hold on anything.

She ran a hand over the curve of Coralyn’s ass again before

she brought it back and spanked her. One hard smack that

made Coralyn’s head wrench up and all the air rush out of her

lungs.

“Holy fuck,” she cried. “Oh my God, that hurt.”

“Did it?” That was nothing, nothing, compared to what was

coming.

Giana spanked the other side, leaving an identical red mark.

Her hand was small, but there was nearly a perfect print this

time, blossoming pink against the alabaster skin. Coralyn’s

gasp echoed through the room, but she made no sound of

protest.

Giana switched the strap from her left hand to her right. She

ran the leather down Coralyn’s ass crack, letting her feel what

was coming. She braced against the desk, digging her toes into

the floor. She was positioned over the edge of the desk, and

Giana was going to make good use of that later. Or Coralyn

would. She could grind against it, work herself on that edge

while she strapped her ass.

The first arcing blow tore a scream of surprise rattling free

from Coralyn’s depths. “Ow! Oh fuck, oh god! That hurts!”

Giana didn’t give her time to recover before she brought it

down again. The pink stripes on that glistening, creamy flesh