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Monday, March 16, 2015

What do good girls get after a spanking ...?

In this extract from Dana and the Drifter, Dana has been spanked and forgiven. What comes next? Soft kisses, having your lover bathe you in a cloud of bubbles and scented water, and paying extra special attention to all those little nooks and crannies...


He kissed her and ruffled her hair. "I'm in love with you, Dana Morgan."

"And I with you." She smiled through her tears and was about to say more, but his mouth clamped down firmly on hers.

He broke away and took her hand. "Come with me. I'm gonna run you a bath and scrub the paint off you. It's even in your hair, you silly woman."

She smiled ruefully. "Guess I should have tied it back and worn a baseball cap." She watched as Ethan ran the water and tipped some bubble lotion into the tub. "My butt stings like I've sat on a nest of ants."

"Let that be a lesson to you then," he said acerbically, but his eyes twinkled. "You know, I didn't use anywhere near full force with the belt. You've probably been spanked just as hard with my hand."

She considered his words. "Well it was different this time. It was no fun."

"It wasn't supposed to be. It was punishment. The dynamics are different."

She nodded and rubbed her stinging bottom, then gasped as Ethan lifted her bodily into the tub.

"This will sting," he said.

"Yeowww!" squealed Dana. "Ow! Ow! It does! It really does! I mean it really does."

Ethan chuckled as she sank down into the tub, her slick pink skin visible through the rising cloud of fragrant bubbles ... one knee... two, a shoulder, a soft breast with tantalisingly perky nipples peeping out through the suds. Kneeling beside the bath, he reached for the wash cloth and soap.

Dana began to relax. "No one has ever bathed me before," she admitted. "I like it."

"Good. We'll make a habit of it if you're a good girl and behave yourself."

Dana squirmed and giggled as he washed her hair and rinsed it, then proceeded to soap every tender nook and cranny, taking special care with certain areas.

"Um. You're very ... thorough," whispered Dana as the cloth massaged her pussy.

"Uh huh." He grinned. "Now you need to turn over. There are other areas that need my attention."

She obligingly rolled over, triggering a small tidal wave in the process, water sploshing over his feet and legs.

"On your knees, woman. Raise that naughty bottom up high for me." His grin deepened as her bright red bottom emerged through the suds like a welcoming beacon.


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