My eyes were fixated on the floor as I waited for Brent's hand to come down on my bare ass. This was the first time he'd made a move to correct me. I wasn't sure what to expect, and it was scary and thrilling all at once. His first strike was hard enough to make the air in my lungs come out in a rush, I push up and put my elbows upon his leg and go to look back at him, but he pushes me down. "Don't move. Count!" Brent demands. My fingers grip into his pant leg, and I wiggle around in his lap, knowing damn well I wasn't making it any better for myself. "One." I giggle, continuing to wiggle around. "I said-" Brent starts as his hand comes back down on my ass, this time the strike causes me to cry out. "Don't. Move." He finishes dragging his fingers gently over what I could only assume were n
