"What was that?" Adrain asked as he walked back toward her. 

Sara gulped as she watched him roll up the sleeves of his shirt. She was in so much trouble, all because she couldn't tell him what she had been thinking about. 

Why did the thought of more trouble make her pussycat clench? 

"I mean, I would make myself cum sin." Sara started to explain, but she was cut off.

Adrain raised his hand and slapped her cheeks, the sound resonating through the entire house. 

Sara gasped and moaned, stretching herself so she could touch the spot. Her hands were still tied, so it was so difficult. The spot hurt...