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Unable to say it out loud I simply walked over to the paddle on the wall, unhooking it and walking back to Paulina who had a mischievous smirk on her face.
"which have you chosen then?" she asked.
Remembering the instructions on the paper, I handed the paddle to her, then asked, nervously, "can you swat me forty times please"
"sure thing! just bend over the table and I'll get whacking!"
As I lent over the table and the girls gathered behind me I was more aware of my bottom than I had ever been before in my life.
"make sure you count them for us!" shouted one of the girls
*WHACK* "one!" I gasped, holy shit that hurt and I still had thirty-nine more to come, *SPLAT* "two!" *THWACK* "three!"
by twenty I was screaming the counts a fire burning my butt, at thirty the tears finally broke through much to everyones entertainment and after the fortieth finally landed I collapsed in a heap to the floor.
then they came up to me to pick the last 3 slips which were
GET 10 SPANKS FROM EACH GIRL PRESENT - This was not any kind of an option, which left me with...
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