“Stop it now!” Christina roared.
“Not until you come with me into the house.”
“I won’t, I can’t,” she pleaded.
“Then I don’t stop!” The man’s bare hand hit her bare bottom over and over again raising a vicious sting.
“Ouch! Goddammit!” she wailed.
“Would someone please tell me what’s going on!” Dale suddenly appeared from out of nowhere. His command instantly ended the spanking and the young woman’s plaintive cries. Rising from the awkward pose, Christina faced her fiancé, the signs of her struggle all across her flushed face.
“Christina has something to tell you, Dale,” Davis prompted her. “I mentioned it to you earlier.”
“Yes, I was waiting.” He turned to his fiancé, a scowl of displeasure on his face.
“Please no, I can’t,” she pleaded like a penniless child begging from some lon
