OW, no, I really don’t like being spanked, so I pleaded harder. Having no say in my own torment was a big turn on, but I still hated both options, but also I still thrilled at the thought of either. Bhabhi “I remember why I put up with you now.” I took that as a compliment and basked in her approval. (I’m still not sure enjoy is the right word though.)
Then there’s the incompatibility with sadism/masochism. I got a great view of a sopping wet Kennedy pussy. She answered the door, and I said, “Sorry.” And presented her with the box of the thing’s I’d ordered. I only used the safeword a few times after that, and never for a spanking. Kennedy’s sadism was showing itself.
