I could scarcely believe I had survived. “Steady now. That’s two.” Swish-CRACK! “Ahh hhaah ahh!” I yelped, writhing in misery on the desk. Tears spilled unbidden from my eyes and splashed across the polished wood. My fingers hurt from their impossibly tight grip but that was nothing compared to the pain behind me. It rose and flooded through me, searing and burning. That stroke had been low, near my thighs, and I thought I would die the pain was so bad. My entire arse was on fire, all three stripes sending painful messages of alarm to my brain. I choked back sobs and moaned, stamping my right foot in a desperate measure to diminish the pain.
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