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She nods against my thigh, but doesn’t say anything.

SLAP!

I use the palm of my hand against the swell of her ass cheek, hitting her hard enough to leave a red mark, and to create a noise that the whole room can hear. She yelps loudly, looking up at me with wide, stunned eyes. “Use your words, whore.”

“I’m sorry, Sir. I won’t do it again,” she replies quickly, her voice breathy as she tries to hold back her emotions.

“Good. Now, you may answer the question.”

Her eyes widen frantically, and I can tell she can’t remember what I asked her. Her grey eyes darken, and I take pity on her. “You were about to tell everyone if you like being punished. I said that only dirty whores enjoy punishments.”

Without hesitating this time, she replies. “I enjoy being punished, because I know it pleases you, Sir. I want to learn to be a good girl, and I’m honoured that you’re willing to teach me.”

I smile at her response. Even though I prefer Teigan with a bit more fight, I have to admit, this submissive side of her is hot as hell. Though, in reality, I wouldn’t want her to be this broken. I’d want her to fight me, as I’d enjoy punishing her bad behaviour so much more that way. It’s not as much fun if she wants it.

“Good girl. I’m going to spank you twenty times to start, and what are you going to do?” I ask.

Teigan takes a deep breath, before saying, “I’m going to count each one and thank you.”

We’ve been working on this over the last few days. I wanted to just do ten blows, as I know she was close to using her safe word at that level before, but Teigan was adamant it would look suspicious. No punishment she ever endured, no matter howpainful the blows, or whatever instrument was used, ever did that low a number.

So, we’ve been working over the last couple of days on building up her tolerance. I’ve also worked out how to hit her in such a way that it sounds worse than the impact actually is. Between us, I think we can deliver twenty realistic blows. Though I’m still holding out hope Kellan will stop us halfway through.

SLAP!

I land the first blow as planned. It’s not as hard, but the way I whip my hand through the air creates a much louder sound effect, and combined with Tee’s yelp, it creates the desired effect. I make sure to soothe my hand over her stinging flesh after each blow.

No matter how much I try to stop it from hurting, the build up alone on the abused flesh means it will begin to cause a lot more pain with each strike, so I do what I can in between to help.

By the time Teigan thanks me for blow number eighteen, her ass is bright red. Her body is trembling in my hold, as sobs rack her body. Tears are flowing down her cheeks, mixed with her running mascara. She looks a quivering mess, and the audience can’t fucking get enough.

Each time Teigan cries out in pain, they laugh and cheer, like it’s the best fucking entertainment. I grind my teeth, focusing on how I will feel when every last cheering person is dead.

SLAP!

“Nineteen. Thank you, Sir,” Teigan cries out, her body trembling so badly now.

With great effort, I address Kellan under my breath. I make sure nobody can see my mouth moving by rubbing my chin with my hand as I whisper, “Kellan. Tell me you’re nearly done.”

All I hear is silence as I wait for his response. I rub soothing circles into Teigan’s bright red ass as she catches her breath. Ican feel her mouth against my thigh as she tries to calm herself down.

Eventually, Kellan replies. “We need a little longer, Evan. I’m sorry.”

“Fuck,” I grumble.

With a deep breath, I land the final blow on Teigan’s ass. “Twenty. Thank you, Sir,” she calls out in between sobs.

As I rub my palm over her ass, she whimpers, but there’s a hitch in her breath, too. Whenever the tip of my finger gets close to her pussy, her crying stutters. I’m lost in the moment now, completely oblivious to the crowd. All I’m focused on is confirming my suspicions.

I deliberately move my finger over the lace of her red panties, and I’m not at all surprised to find they’re soaking wet. At just the most featherlike touch, Tee lets out a soft moan, and I groan alongside her.

“Punish her some more,” shouts a voice from the audience, pulling me out of the moment.

I narrow my eyes, glaring at whoever had the fucking audacity to tell me what to do. My nose flares as I keep my hand pressed against Tee’s wet pussy.

“It looks Teigan here is a very dirty little slut. Tell them why,” I snap, rubbing my hand against her cunt just enough to make her shiver.

“I enjoyed my punishment, Sir,” she mutters, and I chuckle evilly.