My, how Billy’s cheeks turned the loveliest shade of scarlet! The more I delivered my well-aimed smacks, the rosier the effect. I watched his sweet dimpled behind clench and release and then clench again, it had me mesmerized. I couldn’t stop; it was far too fascinating a thing to watch.
Once Billy began to whimper loudly, to the point that I thought he might really mount a serious protest, I began to slow my pace. The brush came down hard and slow and very deliberate as I delivered the final smacks. I managed to cover every little bit of his fine bottom one more time, until I finally had to put down the brush. It was survival motivating me. I couldn’t wait any longer for the really big finale!
Parting my legs just ever so slightly, Billy took the hint and slumped to the floor. I reached
