She had that very same look back then too.I was still pretty young, lying there in bed playing with myself, the first signs and sensations of my impen...ding orgasm already upon me. I hadn't heard the simple quick warning knock on my door, too engrossed in the mental sensation to have been aware of it when mom walked into my room. How long she had stood there, I never really knew, though it couldn't have been more than moments, just long enough to realize what it was I was doing, a surprised. Lord Michael had spanked her as if she were an errant schoolgirl. His hand rubbed over the injured spot, Charlotte’s body tense as his hand left her cheek. The loud report rang out in the room as his palm slapped harshly on her other cheek, returning to gently caress her injured flesh as if someone else had spanked her. For long minutes he subjected her to the humiliating treatment, spanking her flesh until it stung, each time caressing her until she relaxed her guard, his hand returning to. She then handed the cup back to him."I trust you completely. I know you'd never hurt me." Do you remember me giving you spankings, Emily?"Emily nodded. "Did I hurt you then?" Emily shrugged. "I guess but..." There's a difference, right? You were in trouble. I was doing it for your own good. Well, Emily, you're in trouble now. This isn't fun and games anymore. You are being punished! And trust me, young lady. This is most definitely for your own good."Dave set the cup down next to the bottle of. ..' she mutters. He wonders if she'll notice his shorts are now mis-shaped at the front. Raising her gloves again, she charges forward at him, catching him off guard and landing two jabs to his head before he has chance to block. He falls back as she giggles again. 'Bugger this' he thinks and launches back, hitting her in the stomach and an off target swing that connects with her shoulder. 'Getting into this now are you?' she asks, almost sarcastically. 'It's coming back to me slowly'. More.