Red_Roses_and_Black_Dahlias_-_Macy_T

brat, that I would lose Valentina forever, that she would end up hating me,
they seemed further and further away with each swat.
They evaporated as Maddox kept on driving the palm of his hand against
my ass cheeks, again and again. My skin felt so fucking warm, it hurt so
fucking much I though it might start to peel off. But it wasn’t possible, I knew
it deep down, Maddox would never inflict such pain to my body.
Nothing mattered but the feel of his hand on me, the sound of his groans as
he took in my small figure laying face down and hips tilted up on his bed. I
was on clear display and I knew he could see every inch of my body,
including my damp heat.
“Thirteen!” I yelled, tears flowing down my cheeks.
I wouldn’t be able to explain why crying felt so good right then, like with
each tear, it was one of my sins that was being drained away from me. It was
cathartic, it made me feel good about myself and my body, and from the way
Maddox praised me after each slap, he seemed really proud of me. I loved
that fact. It made me feel accomplished somehow.
“Fourteen!” Sobs after sobs were wrenched out of me by the force of his
hand.
“You’re doing so well, baby. Give me one more.” There was such a
difference between the force of his blows and the softness of his voice. It
made my head spin in paradoxical delight.
The last spanking was by far the worst, maybe because my skin was
already tender, or maybe because Maddox put a lot more strength into it,
either way, it hurt like a motherfucker.
“Fifteen!” I sobbed, as tremors rocked my whole body.
The tears just wouldn’t stop, I was crying like a baby, letting every little
thing I had kept to myself for so long, finally out. The whole thing was so
freeing, so liberating that I just didn’t want it to end. I didn’t want to stop