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down effortlessly as he spanked her again and again, each strike eliciting a wail of pain from its recipient.
    Preston’s prick throbbed hotly inside his trousers, aching with the desperate need for relief as he imagined what it would be like to shoot his creamy seed all over the flushed, reddened buttocks of their captive. He very nearly spent at the thought, his gaze fixed hungrily on the writhing movements of her graceful body, her face growing as red as her backside, her eyes brimming with tears and shame.
    Her hands scrabbled at the plush carpet as she searched vainly for something to grasp onto to pull herself away, but Kruin’s grip was inexorable. His hand began to tattoo a rhythmic pattern on her lush cheeks, even as the twin mounds wriggled around frantically to escape the scalding stings of his broad hand.
    Preston and Gabriel exchanged looks of amused satisfaction as they noticed the certain moisture that began to seep from between Lydia’s silken thighs, bathing her smooth vulva with feminine liquids. Kruin even broke the pattern of slaps momentarily to dip a finger into the wet channel, evoking another cry of shock and embarrassment from Lydia as she tried to instinctively clamp her thighs together.
    Kruin landed the next blow with more force, as if in rebuke for her trying to deny him access. Lydia’s dress gaped forward, her exposed breasts swaying like ripe fruits, topped with nipples so hard that Preston experienced a raging desire to close his lips around them and suck. He rubbed the hard bulge in his trousers fitfully, feeling fluid oozing from the tip in a desperate bid for total release.
    He shot Gabriel a covert look. The younger man was watching the scene before him with a look of flushed arousal, his own impressive erection lifting blatantly inside his trousers.
    Preston’s gaze dropped to the obvious swelling, and the sudden rush of curiosity that snared him shocked. He’d seen Gabriel’s flaccid penis before and had been impressed in a masculine way with the size of it, but he’d never thought he would feel the desire to witness the release of the large stalk from the confines of clothing, to watch it sprout forth as a glorious erection pulsing with blood and desire.
    Intensely uncomfortable with the thought, Preston returned his attention to the scene before him, his hand surreptitiously covering his smaller but no less straining member. He gritted his teeth at the sight of Lydia’s flaming bottom, her face wet with tears as whimpers and pleas emerged from her throat in an unbroken stream.
    Her legs flailed, as if desperately seeking an object on which to brace themselves, but at last Kruin’s hand came to a halt. The hard planes of his face were set in a grim expression, his dark eyes glinting as his hand slipped once again into the moist valley between his prisoner’s legs.
    ‘Oh…’ a moan escaped Lydia’s parted lips as she went limp with relief, her writhing movements of pain shifting subtly into luscious wriggles as Kruin’s fingers found the plump lips of her labia and began to manipulate them with an unmatched expertise.
    His hand lifted from the wet folds of her sex with a swiftness that caused her to catch her breath in surprise, trying to turn and see what was the matter. Kruin’s hands clamped around her waist as he lifted her to her feet, dispensing with her dress at the same time and exhibiting fully her aroused nudity.
    She stumbled off balance when she was righted again, but Kruin kept her from falling, his arm brushing against the tender flesh of her spanked bottom. Lydia gave a little yelp of discomfort, her hands moving automatically to cover the burning mounds.
    ‘Kneel,’ Kruin ordered, clamping onto her wrist and forcing her to the floor, her eyes flying to Gabriel with alarm. Preston suppressed a rush of irritation, for unbeknown to Lydia, whomever she looked at first after her punishment would be treated to the luscious pleasures of her mouth.
    Gabriel gave