For a moment after she spoke, Nora felt triumphant — that she had made her point. Then the words she used in the heat of the moment sank in. A glance at her father’s disappointed face, and her mother’s slowly shaking head, confirmed her fears. Before she could turn to Ted to begin to apologize, she felt his hands on her body, tugging her into position over his lap.
Her bottom was suddenly cool, as her skirt rose and her panties were pulled down to her knees. In an instant, cool gave way to heat, as the first blistering smacks began to fall.
Patrick edged around until he had a good view between her parted legs, the little jerk.
Through tear-filled eyes, she saw the rest of them watching. Liz looked particularly, nastily, happy. Nora tried not to cry out loud, but failed.
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