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... spanking" she sniffled. "It hurt a lot and I promised to be a good girl. How come I have to lie over the sofa?" she whined. "You have to lie over the sofa so that I can spank you with the spatula. The handle is too long to get a good swing with you on my lap." "But it's not fair that I have to get spanked with the spatula too. I wasn't that naughty!" "Naughty girls don't get to decide how they get spanked. Maybe you should have thought about this before you broke the law. Now lean over the damn sofa, NOW!" Adriana pouted, but did not argue further. She knew if she kept pushing, she would just end up getting spanked harder. She walked around the back of the sofa and leaned forward over it as I directed. She buried her face in the pillow back of the sofa, her dark brown hair flowing over the sofa like a dark chocolate waterfall. Adriana laid over the sofa back with her legs together. The height of the sofa back made her stand on tippy-toes and pushed her full round bottom up high, emphasizing the round curve of her buttocks. I tapped her upper thighs lightly with the spatula. "Spread your legs, sexy" I told her. Adriana spread her thighs slightly. I gave her a light stroke across her upper thighs. "Wider." "Good girl." Adriana looked so beautiful like this, her legs open, a glimpse of her beautiful young womanhood exposed, her full round bottom presented for the spatula. I raised the spatula and brought it whistling down across her upraised buttocks. The spatula left a dark ...

... red print over her already reddened cheeks. She took the first few strokes in silence. She tried to keep from crying like a little girl being spanked by her daddy... she didn't want me to think I was winning this test of wills! I made sure that every third or fourth stroke landed across the tops of Adriana's thighs and I know it hurt so much. She was sorry that she had been so much trouble and even sorrier that she was getting a spanking. Soon her resolution to keep silent was forgotten and she was crying, the sofa muffling her sobs. I put the spatula down temporarily and stood next to her. She looked very vulnerable, lying over the sofa, her full round bottom and thighs splotched an angry red. Adriana's shoulders shook slightly as she cried softly. I caressed her, running my hand down her back, over her full round bottom. Her skin was hot and I could feel the girl trembling from the spatula strokes. I caressed her and kissed her until she stopped crying. I stood and picked up the spatula, moving to the other side of the bed. "I'm going to give you another ten strokes, now" I told her. I knew Adriana would soon be crying again and I felt slightly cruel comforting her only to continue spanking her. However, I wanted to give her a chance to catch her breath and I wanted her to know that I was giving her a hard spanking because I cared about her. As I expected, Adriana started crying again after the first few strokes of the spatula. Despite her resistance before, she did feel like ...