Sazhara's eyes widened at Kael's command, a mixture of shock and excitement flashing across her face. Despite the humiliation of the situation, she felt deeply aroused by his commanding tone. Her body trembled with needy anticipation as she slowly, almost hesitantly, lowered herself onto all fours.
"Yes, Kael," she purred submissively, arching her back to expose her ass to him. "I've been so bad... I need to be punished."
Kael moved closer, his large hand caressing the curve of her ass. Sazhara shivered at his touch, biting her lip to stifle a moan. She could feel the heat radiating from her skin, the strength of his grip as he squeezed her flesh.
SMACK!
The first slap echoed through the room, followed by Sazhara's sharp gasp. The pain was intense, but so was the pleasure. Her pussy throbbed with desire, juices already dripping down her thighs.
"Count them," Kael ordered, his voice low and commanding. "And thank me for each one."
