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Benedict stepped back, rubbing his hand. Over her shoulder Mary studied him closely, the tingling in her bottom suddenly forgotten. The handsome young fellow appeared superficially composed, yet something in his pale eyes revealed his inner agitation. When he caught her gaze, his lips quirked and he nodded slightly.
    Acknowledging defeat? Oh, how delicious…
    â€œBrace yourself, my dear!” advised Leonard, taking the specialist’s place. He sounded cheerful and excited and Mary’s heart sang. In the first instance, her husband hadn’t wanted to do this. He’d had reservations, and a reluctance to hurt her, not really understanding yet the sweet paradox of pain and pleasure. But now, thanks to the services of handsome Benedict Holcombe, he’d seen the light, and was ready to embrace the game and indulge her with enthusiasm.
    â€œYow!”
    Mary let out a high yelp when the first spank fell. Lacking the specialist’s experience and finesse, Leonard’s strike was rougher and only half made contact. But still Mary bared her teeth and jerked her hips. Her husband was her truer master, the one she’d longed for. As he got into his rhythm, she quivered inside with pride in him.
    â€œShall I leave?”
    At first, the words didn’t register. But a moment later, they filtered through the red, excited haze, and Mary craned around sharply on the desk toward their source.
    â€œNo! Stay!” she cried, her eyes flashing to Leonard, looking so flushed and handsome with his sleeves rolled up and his sandy hair already a little awry. His eyes were hot and wild, but he grinned back at her, nodding not in agreement but in awe and admiration.
    Gazing back at him with a sultry smile of her own, Mary churned her bottom enticingly, and Leonard rewarded her with a few more stinging slaps.
    â€œYes…yes…” she gasped, opening her thighs an inch or two more, offering more of a target and a temptation alike while at the corner of her vision, Benedict subsided onto the adjacent chesterfield…to watch.
    â€œEnough of this!” cried Leonard. “You are a temptress and a houri, Mrs. Brigstock, and I shall have you!” He threw himself over her back, his clothing rubbing her sore bottom and flanks and making her moan. “A wanton hussy like you deserves ten times the mastering that our friend and I have given you, but alas I’m too hungry for you to wait…. I’m compelled to fuck you now, not a moment later.”
    â€œOh, yes, Leonard, please do!” Mary laughed and wriggled against him, despite the burning ache in her simmering buttocks. The mahogany of the desk felt solid against her puss, and she rocked herself on its edge in an attempt to get relief, all the time reaching back to clutch at her husband’s body while she braced herself. Her sex was yawningly empty, silently crying for him.
    â€œWicked, wicked woman!” He growled against her neck, nuzzling her hair and her throat as she twisted her wrist around and managed to squeeze his cock. “You’re shameless….” His voice caught as she massaged him through his trousers. “You’ll pay for this, madam!”
    With that, Leonard backed off her, clasping her by the shoulders and turning her over on the surface of the desk, then clasping her thighs and sliding her right to the edge.
    The ravaged surface of Mary’s bottom felt as if were going to burst into flames, and she keened like a she-wolf, rocking and squirming anew. Hooking her hands under her own knees, she gripped hard and raised herself, lifting her crimson buttocks clear of the desktop.
    â€œHave mercy, husband,” she gasped, “have mercy…. If you fuck me hard it’ll make me forget the pain.” Whether that was the truth or not, she little cared. She just wanted his cock. “Oh, please, Leonard, put it in,” she begged more softly.
    â€œWith pleasure, my dear incorrigible