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He squints and his lips form a slow grin. “Congratulations. You just got yourself an upgrade. It’s twenty slaps now.”

“Wait! What? You can’t do that!”

“My building. My office. My rules.”

Before I can plead my case, the first slap cracks against my ass.

“Shit!”

“No, baby, that’s not how this game is played,” he says. “Let’s try that again.”

Slap!

“Jesus!”

He sighs. “Arianne, I can keep doing this all night long,” he says. “Is that what you want?”

“Beckett—”

Slap!

“Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!” I yelp, kicking out my legs, the move grinding my pussy against him.

“Stop moving,” he says, pinning me in place.

Slap!

“One!” I blurt out. “That was one.”

“You’re a quick learner.”

I turn around.

His evil laugh is demonic.

“Eyes up front.”

I obey.

Slap!

“Two.”

Slap!

“Three.”

He slaps me from right below my cheeks. Quivering sensations travel all the way to my needy clit.

On and on he goes.

Each slap makes me more and more delirious.

I can’t even explain it.

Slap!

“Twelve,” I say in a shaky voice.