“You like being spanked, don’t you baby girl?” Jonathan’s fingers were playing with her sex again, finding her clit and rubbing it firmly. “I bet I could make you come just by spanking you.” Charlotte shuddered, feeling the ache in her shoulders from the way she was tied up, the heat across her ass cheeks, the way her pussy pulsed with need.
Charlotte is having bad luck; every contact she tries to make to gather research for her doctoral dissertation has rebuffed her, and to top that, she finds herself running into a bar to get out of the rain after yet another…
