Moving from cheek to cheek, he covered her buttocks in stinging smacks until her bottom was burning.
“Gavin, please, no more,” she begged him.
“Oh, baby,” Gavin told her. “You don’t want to be begging yet, not when we’ve just begun.”
She let out a wail as he smacked the crease where her buttocks and thighs met. Tears dripped down her cheeks onto the carpeted floor. The pain was intense, indescribable.
“Stay still, Lila. I’m not letting you up until I’m good and ready. You’ll be remembering this spanking for a long time to come.”
“I’m sorry!” she cried. “I won’t do it again.”
She tried to wriggle free, but he held her easily. She was fast tiring and he didn’t seem to be in the least bit fatigued. Gavin approached spanking her as he did everything else in life, with his full concentration and focus. And her butt suffered. Kicking or trying to reach back didn’t help either. Colin quickly grabbed hold of her legs, while Trace held her hands.
The spanking became a whole family affair.
Funny thing was, she wouldn’t have had it any other way.