“Now, Faye.”
“Why are you so mean?” She turned and approached.
He grinned. “You see? I knew you’d change your mind about me.” He patted his knees. “If you cooperate, I might not have to use any of the implements that will soon be showing up in your punishment kit.”
FAYE
Faye shuddered, taking the hand Cade offered to help her over his lap. Being fully naked over his clothed lap increased her sense of vulnerability and exposure, even though he’d had full view of her bare ass before. She screwed up her eyes, holding her breath. The flat of the wooden hairbrush connected with one of her cheeks with a crack.
“Ouch!”
Cade used the stupid brush with enthusiasm, peppering her squirming backside with smacks that made her gasp.
“Why did you run away, Faye?” he demanded, spanking at a rate far too rapid for her to catch her breath, much less answer him. “Hmm?”
“Stop it!”
He spanked even harder, striking the same place over and over again, right in the low middle, catching both her cheeks at the same time.
She moaned.
“Are you going to run away from me again?”
“No!”
“No, what?”
“No, Master! Please, Cade!”
He stopped and rested the brush against her bottom. “You’ve been a very naughty fairy.”
She waited, tensed for the spanking to renew.
“Haven’t you, Faye?”
“Yes, Master.”
He delivered another flurry of spanks, then stopped again. “Why did you leave?”
“I don’t know!”
He began spanking again, even harder. She howled,kicking her legs. “I don’t believe you. You left for a reason. You walked out into a blizzard.”
“No, please! I don’t know!”
He eased off the intensity but kept up his steady beat, drumming his authority into her throbbing bottom.
“Stop, Cade, please!”
“Say, ‘I’ll be a good girl’.”
“I’ll be a good girl!”
“Tell me you’ll never leave again.”
“I won’t, I promise!”
“Say it.”
