“I thought you’d appreciate it, naughty child.” Sitting up straight and encircling Carlton’s waist with her left arm after shifting the paddle back to her right hand, Nantessa eagerly lifted the solid paddle high over her shoulder; her own gluteal globes pressed down against the bed as she took chastising aim at Carlton’s invitingly-framed, quivering round buttcheeks. “NOW you can bawl for real, brother dear!”
Then she swung the paddle downward, forcefully and accurately, and continued to do so for what her brother felt was almost an eternity…
SMACK!! WHACK!! CRACK!! SMACK!! WHAP!! SMACK!! CRACK!! WHACK!!