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“Yes, Sir.” She shrugged, and it floated to the floor.
“Now, come over here and”—he patted his knee—“get your spanking.”
Her eyes darkened with desire as she sauntered toward him, her hips swaying seductively and drawing his gaze to the shadow between her legs.
She stopped in front of him. “Please, Sir. Don’t spank me. I promise I’ll try to remember to take care of your”—her eyes dropped to his dick—“cockiness.”
“Trying isn’t good enough. You have to be punished for making me…handle…my cockiness myself for three days.” He smirked as he patted his knee again. “I didn’t enjoy that at all.”
“I’m sure you enjoyed it a little,” she mumbled.
He choked back his laugh. “Nope. Not at all.”
“Then I don’t think you did it right.”
“I did it just fine.” He grinned. “But I’m open for some tips…Later.” He patted his leg again. “Right now, get your ass over here. It’s time for your punishment.”
More blood rushed to his dick when she bent and stretched out across his legs, her pink, lush ass barely concealed by that see-through nightgown. Oh, this was going to be the best wedding night ever.
CHAPTER 37: Alison
Alison shivered as Harker's large hand slid up her legs and cupped her ass.
“Since it’s our wedding night, I’ll give you the chance to lessen your punishment.”
“How?” She leaned up and looked at him. Harker’s games were always stacked for him to win.
“Don’t look so suspicious.” His hand continued to trail up and down her legs and over her ass. “It’s simple. I’ll ask you some questions and if you answer them correctly, then no spanking. If you answer incorrectly”—he tapped her ass with his hand—“you get a spanking.”
“I don’t trust you to make this fair.”
“That deserves a spanking.” He swatted her ass.
“Hey!” The tingles from the pain moved through her body like fire, pooling between her legs.
“Let’s start.” He put his hand on her upper back and gently pushed.
“Fine, but I think you’re going to cheat.” She let him guide her down to the bed.
“Nope. Answer correctly and you get one less spanking.”
“One less?” She started to lift up again, but his hand kept her in place. “How many am I getting?”
“As many as I decide.”
“I knew you’d cheat.”
“That’s not cheating.” He chuckled. “It’s stacking the deck.”
“Which is considered cheating. Ask any dealer from Vegas.”
“I don’t know any…Do you know any card dealers from Las Vegas?”
“No, but that doesn’t mean I’m wrong. Look it up. Stacking the—”
“Stop.” He laughed. “I’m not letting you lead me down that rabbit hole to avoid your punishment.”
“I wasn’t trying—”
