“Go Lusti, go,” was the response of the others. Paul let out an anguished cry with the next swat. His ‘Ow,’ was choked with emotion, demonstrated by his voice rising in pitch.
‘Oh no. Please,’ he thought. He pushed his hips forwards in response to the next blow as he let out another, short, high pitched squeal.
“Nearly there,” said Maja.
The next one made Paul cry out uncontrollably. He was jigging up and down because his bottom felt so hot and the handcuffs stopped him from rubbing it. He began to lose his erection, and he began to unmistakably sniff.
“Astrella, please,” said Maja.
Lusti smiled at Astrella as she gave her back the paddle. Then Astrella went to work applying the paddle harder than the first round and often returning to the same spot. The first smack made Paul begin to
