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waist. One of his hands plucked my nipples, sending a
new wave of hot heat to my core. He set me down behind the ottoman,
facing the mirror still.
    “ Bend over.”
    I widened my eyes, staring at him over my
shoulder. My nerves returned with a vengeance, sending my pulse
into turmoil.
    “ Every second it takes you
to bend over adds another spanking.”
    “ What for?” My nerves
slipped beneath my outrage.
    “ You disobeyed a direct
order by not shifting and checking the area with the
others.”
    I couldn’t argue with him there. I hadn’t
listened to him.
    “ You’re up to ten plus the
initial ten just for ignoring your alpha’s orders.”
    I pouted, crossing my arms defiantly.
    “ Twenty.” His demeanor
showed no signs of giving into me.
    “ Thirty.”
    I gasped, bending over. I glared at him in
the mirror. I hated him in the moment. He was a manipulative
jerk.
    Air drafted over my exposed ass and pussy. I
squirmed, uncomfortable with the stance. It didn’t matter what he
said before, there was no way I looked beautiful with my stomach
hanging down towards the floor and my cottage cheese thighs pushing
outwards in the back to hold up my large ass. My breasts fell into
my forearms as I cupped them to my chest protectively.
    “ Drop your
arms.”
    Tears stung my eyes. I stared at the floor,
avoiding my reflection and him. I obeyed his command though,
dropping my hands flat against the ottoman to hold my upper body
up. I closed my eyes, feeling the tears begin to stream down my
face.
    Maryk came behind me, his hard body pressed
against my ass, a reminder of his perfect physique compared to my
overstuffed imperfection. His hot lips seared the skin along my
spine, but I couldn’t indulge in him anymore. I was too aware of
myself; too self-conscious to enjoy anything.
    His hands slid down over the back of my
thighs, then back up and over my cheeks. His hands feathered out to
caress my broad hips; they slipped up my body and over my dangling
tummy. ‘Mortified’ didn’t even begin to describe my embarrassment
as he groped my fat.
    Suddenly, he withdrew his touch. I relaxed,
thinking he’d finally come to senses when a loud smack echoed
through the room as a stinging pain flared on my right ass cheek. I
bit my lip to keep from crying out. He rubbed the skin, pulling
away again before he slapped my left side. I flinched, squeezing my
eyelids tighter as if I could shut out the pain. My tears instantly
dried up at the new distraction.
    Several minutes went by without him touching
me. I was just beginning to let go of the tension in my muscles
when the telltale sting flared on my right cheek, followed
immediately on the left. He continued his assault on my cheeks,
waiting until I relaxed, until I began to let go before he struck.
He varied his strokes, sometimes hitting me once, other times
twice, and switching sides.
    I was surprised once he hit number sixteen
that the pain began to give way to pleasure. I actually started to
anticipate his smacks of my flesh; my pussy began to respond to
those harsh vibrations against my skin.
    At number twenty, I was biting my lip to
hold back a moan rather than a grunt.
    “ Look at
yourself.”
    My gaze lifted to the mirror. I studied his
reflection. His nostrils flared as he clenched his jaw. His muscles
were bunched as if he was struggling to maintain control of
himself.
    “ Look at yourself.” He
slapped my left cheek.
    Air escaped me in a silent moan. I gazed at
myself, shocked to find a wanton woman staring back at me. My lips
were still swollen from his earlier kisses. My eyes were dark with
desire despite the red of their rims from crying. A flush stole
over my skin, creating a soft glow about me.
    He struck my left cheek again. I watched as
my chest rose, my breasts engorging in response. He hit my right
side. My breath hitched, my mouth parting. Another slap stung
against the right side of my ass. He gripped my hips roughly,
jerking my ass to his stiff erection.
    “