Lucy Surrenders by Maggie Ryan, Blushing Books

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    "Please!" she screeched as the paddle smacked into her again and again and again.  Each smack sounded loudly in the room, each stroke immediately causing a deeper burn on her bottom.  "I'm sorry ... please ... please, Lucas, please stop!"  She continued to beg and plead, and Lucas continued to ignore her.  He covered every inch of her bottom and then brought the paddle down hard against the pale skin of her upper thigh.
    "Ahhhhhh!" she screeched, her legs now churning as this new assault brought another layer of pain.  "Please ... oh ... please...." she begged, even as she heard his command.
    "Lift your bottom," Lucas said as he continued to pepper the back of her thigh.  "Up on your toes , Lucille."  Lucy fought to accept her spanking, but it hurt so badly that she continued to attempt to get away.  Lucas easily forced her legs apart by moving his own, his feet forcing her own apart to widen her stance.  "I'll repeat this spanking before dinner, after dinner and before bed if you do not keep your feet down and your naughty bottom high, little one," Lucas said, his tone warning her of his sincerity.  She sobbed and pleaded again as he moved the paddle to her other thigh.
    "It hurts!" she wailed, her bottom burning, her entire body aching from her struggles to maintain the awkward, humiliating position he had forced her into.  "Please ... please, no more....  I'll be goo ... good ... I ... I promise!"
    "Obey me, Lucille," Lucas said, and lifted the paddle when he felt her submit.  He waited as she settled onto her toes and watched as her now very red bottom lifted to his attention.  "Good girl," he said simply and began the entire cycle again.  Lucy continued to sob and beg but no longer fought him.  Her bottom burned hotter than it ever had before as the thin paddle landed another blow.  Its very thinness and flexibility made it snap and crack again and again against the soft skin of her bottom.  Lucas paddled each thigh again, and then smacked the paddle into the extremely sensitive area where her bottom met her thighs.  She sobbed and struggled to breathe as her paddling continued.  She thought she would surely die when the paddle slapped against her inner thigh and then the other.  Her back arched, and her head was thrown back as she wailed in agony at the fire the paddle produced.  When it was finally done, Lucy had no true knowledge that her first spanking from her husband was over.
    Lucas allowed her to cry as he set the paddle down next to him.  He lifted his hand and laid it on the cherry-red bottom.  He could easily feel the heat emanating from her skin and felt her shudder as his hand roamed over her bottom and thighs.  Her entire body jerked as his fingers delved between her legs and ran first through the curls that were beyond damp and then through the lips of her sex that were dripping wet.  Lucas barely managed not to groan himself as he found the evidence of what he had prayed for.  His wife was an extremely sexual woman, though she had no knowledge of that fact.  His cock pulsed in his pants, anxious to teach her another lesson, one far more pleasurable than her first.  Lucas allowed his fingers to slide through her curls again.  It was very rare to see a little one with pubic hair, and his own little one would soon find herself bare, as well.  He continued to gently caress her until he realized her sobs had turned into hiccups and soft moans.  He saw her bottom lift when he removed his fingers as if to follow the thing that had brought her feelings of something she didn't understand.  Lucas patted her bottom once more, before lifting her and then pressing her to her knees between his spread legs.  She lifted her face—confusion and embarrassment reflected in her shimmering eyes.
    "You will always kneel before me if I've had cause to spank or paddle you, Lucy," Lucas said, softly.  He reached out and stroked the track of a fresh tear as it slipped down her cheek.  "I