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I
’
m
angled
across
his
lap
again
so
that
my
torso
rests
on
the
bed
beside
him
.
This
time
he
doesn
’
t
throw
his
leg
over
mine
but
smoothes
my
hair
out
of
my
face
and
tucks
it
behind
my
ear
.
Once
he
’
s
done
,
he
clasps
my
hair
at
the
nape
to
hold
me
in
place
.
He
tugs
gently
and
my
head
shifts
back
.
“
I
want
to
see
your
face
while
I
spank
you
,
Anastasia
,
”
he
murmurs
,
all
the
while
softly
rubbing
my
backside
.
His
hand
moves
down
between
the
cheeks
of
my
behind
,
and
he
pushes
against
my
sex
,
and
the
full
feeling
is
…
I
moan
.
Oh
,
the
sensation
is
exquisite
.
“
This
is
for
pleasure
,
Anastasia
,
mine
and
yours
,
”
he
whispers
.
He
lifts
his
hand
and
brings
it
down
in
a
resounding
slap
against
the
junction
of
my
thighs
,
my
behind
,
and
my
sex
.
The
balls
are
forced
forward
inside
me
,
and
I
’
m
lost
in
a
quagmire
of
sensation
.
The
stinging
across
my
behind
,
the
fullness
of
the
balls
inside
me
,
and
the
fact
that
he
’
s
holding
me
down
.
I
screw
my
face
up
as
my
faculties
attempt
to
absorb
all
these
foreign
feelings
.
I
note
somewhere
in
my
brain
that
he
’
s
not
smacked
me
as
hard
as
last
time
.
He
caresses
my
backside
again
,
trailing
his
palm
across
my
skin
and
over
my
underwear
.
Why
’
s
he
not
removed
my
panties
?
Then
his
palm
disappears
,
and
he
brings
it
down
again
.
I
groan
as
the
sensation
spreads
.
He
starts
a
pattern
:
left
to
right
and
then
down
.
The
down
ones
are
the
best
.
Everything
moving
forward
,
inside
me
…
and
in
between
each
smack
he
caresses
me
,
kneads
me
—
so
I
am
massaged
inside
and
out
.
It
’
s
such
a
stimulating
,
erotic
feeling
,
and
for
some
reason
,
because
this
is
on
my
terms
,
I
don
’
t
mind
the
pain
.
It
’
s
not
painful
as
such
—
well
,
it
is
,
but
not
unbearable
.
It
’
s
somehow
manageable
and
,
yes
,
pleasurable
…
even
.
I
groan
.
Yes
,
I
can
do
this
.
He
pauses
as
he
slowly
peels
my
panties
down
my
legs
.
I
writhe
on
his
legs
,
not
because
I
want
to
escape
the
blows
,
but
I
want
more
…
release
,
something
.
His
touch
against
my
sensitized
skin
is
all
sensuous
tingle
.
It
’
s
overwhelming
,
and
he
starts
again
.
A
few
soft
slaps
,
then
building
up
,
left
to
right
and
down
.
Oh
,
the
downs
.
I
groan
.
“
Good
girl
,
Anastasia
,
”
he
groans
,
and
his
breathing
is
ragged
.
He
spanks
me
twice
more
,
and
then
he
pulls
at
the
small
threads
attached
to
the
balls
and
jerks
them
out
of
me
suddenly
.
I
almost
climax
—
the
feeling
is
out
of
this
world
.
Moving
swiftly
,
he
gently
turns
me
over
.
I
hear
rather
than
see
the
rip
of
the
foil
packet
,
and
then
he
’
s
lying
beside
me
.
He
seizes
my
hands
,
hoists
them
over
my
head
,
and
eases
himself
onto
me
,
into
me
,
sliding
slowly
,
filling
me
where
the
silver
globes
have
been
.
I
groan
loudly
.
