Breathing ragged, he ordered, “Get on all fours.” When I didn’t move fast enough, he grabbed my hips and flipped me over, hoisting my ass up until I rested on my hands and knees. The second I was steady, urgent fingers pushed my tight skirt up and up, forcing it higher until the cute slit on the side split with a loud crack. “I want to rip this into shreds, but I can’t have you showing the world what’s mine.” Q gave a final push and the skirt gathered on my hips. The moment my ass was exposed, he spanked me hard, sending jolts of pain radiating through my body, but I existed on a painful
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