“Gag her Gar,” Robert ordered, when it was clear that I could not be silent. “Although I’d suggest, Ms. Rule, that you do your damnedest to keep quiet, or you will have an audience watching.”
Garrison came forward and shoved a large rubber ball into my mouth, one with straps that he quickly fastened at the back of my neck. I opened my eyes to see his devious expression. “Hurt, huh?” he said, then he stepped back and rested one ass cheek casually against the desk behind him, watching.
The break in the spanking was enough for me to hope that the pain would become arousing as it often did. But as if Robert anticipated this, his next dozen smacks felt more vicious than the ones before. Even the gag didn’t completely muffle my horrified response.
Again, the man paused to slowly caress my as
