William exhales against my aching flesh. “No.”

My eyes blink. “What?”

“No.” He climbs to his feet and flips my skirt down. “A punishment is only a punishment if you don’t enjoy it. Go get your panties on, Lisa. Don’t make me ask you again.”

Standing there in a trance, I clumsily make my way upstairs to comply. My whole body is aching like a nerve after being pinched, and the anguish of being denied pleasure is worse than the stinging in my crotch. When I put on the pants, it just becomes worse. It hurts so much to have this cloth up against my sore pussy and ass.

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