Chapter Eighteen
Meanwhile, in the opposite wing of the mansion, locked into her prison suite that had been cleared of all of her stashes and clothes, Christina tried to attend to her assigned rehabilitation task. Her poor punished backside was so tender that sitting was out of the question, so after soaking it in the coldest water she could draw into her tub, she lay on her stomach on her bed and opened the 12 Step workbook she had been tasked with completing. The throbbing from her many spankings still was quite distracting to the resentful young blonde beauty, but even more distracting was the fact that every twinge of bottom pain seemed to send a jolt of arousal straight to her c**t. Not being at all inclined to resist impulses of any sort in her current frame of mind, she slipped a h
