The belt clinked softly as he set it aside. Then his hand was there, warm and firm, rubbing the heat from her skin. He eased her upright and gathered her into his arms. She cried against his shoulder—not from humiliation, but from relief. The apology came out muffled and genuine. “I’m so sorry. I’m so sorry.”
The second stroke fell just below the first, parallel and precise. The sting deepened into a throb. She bit her lip. “Two.” Firm Hand Spanking Michaela Mcgowen Belted
She nodded, swallowing hard. Her voice came out smaller than she intended. “Because I lied. And because I went behind your back.” The belt clinked softly as he set it aside
“Yes.” He gestured to the space beside him. “Come here.” warm and firm