Chapter 224

SMACK!

SMACK!

Even though he wasn't spanking her very hard, the accumulation of swats built up, turning her ass a bright pink and then slowly starting to darken it. She began crying, wriggling, trying to escape the hard smacks, uncaring about their audience.

Halfway through, his hand was starting to get tired, so he picked her up and switched sides.

"My hand is getting tired," he told her, ignoring the chuckles of the men. He wasn't sure if they were laughing at his statement or at whatever they were conversing about in low voices.

Trish bucked against his leg as he started swatting her again, almost as though she was trying to rub her pussy against him. She liked being spanked.

"Last minute."

She shrieked as he shifted his attention from her ass to her pussy. The swollen lips plumped under the assault, making her shudder and try to press her legs together. Immediately, Jordan responded with two particularly har