Chapter Twenty
As Logan stroked the cool leather of the paddle over her trembling arse, Fiona couldn’t help but wonder how this was going to compare to the self-experimentation she’d indulged in all those weeks ago. s******g her own inner thighs in the bath had been the very beginning of her education, and it had stung quite a bit, but she suspected it wouldn’t come even remotely close to preparing her for what was about to happen.
And yet, she was still much more excited than scared.
That all changed when the first blow hit her arse. The yelp was out of her mouth before she could stop it, and she gripped hard onto the chair leg to stop her snapping her hands up to cover her bum. That would no doubt only get her into trouble. Or, rather, more trouble.
“What I’m going to do, girl, is gi
