“Try moving around,” Justine said when they’d finished. I did but couldn’t manage anything more than a slight wiggle of my shoulders. They both smiled broadly. “Good. You’re totally bound now. Think about how bad you were to wriggle around so much while Rachel was generous enough to wax you for me. Think of the extra trouble you caused her. You were bad, bad, bad. You deserve every hard smack she’s going to give you. And I’m going to enjoy watching her do it.”
Without saying anything, Rachel landed the first swat on my left cheek with a loud smack! I grunted a little. “What was that?” said Rachel, spanking my right cheek. “I thought I heard something!” Splat! Swat!
“Ow!”
“What do you mean, ‘Ow’?” she demanded. “You like this, don’t you?” Whack! “You know you deserve it!” Smack smack! “Y
