Catch her

She bounded round the tiny pen like a jungle cat. She moved seamlessly, sometimes walking on too legs, sometimes balanced on her hands or the back of her feet like a wild rabbit.

She let out a cheeky grin you hadn't seen from her before her pout disappearing to reveal a wild sexy smirk. What a babe. Seems she was really going for it.

She was nearly within your reach when she started to pull off her swimsuit and expose her body to you. You stopped dead in your tracks for a second before she sprang back to life.

This was hardly the shy stuttering beauty you had seen just a few minutes before. The lonely dame longed for excitement you could see it.

"Your swimsuit?" I asked starting to pant still running. "I run better without it." Came the snarky reply before she stuck her tounge out at you and from a distance teased you by shaking her little butt tauntingly against the wall.

The silly thing had done it now. The wall she was in was against a corner and you were right beyond, she had **** but to cross you.

Of course she tried her best returning again to her hands and feet she leapt to the left confident in her safety when...

"OUCH!" You grabbed her naked fluffy ears and rubbed them between your fingers victoriously. "Got you, you little cheat." Her breasts bounced as she was pulled back to her feet.

"Ow. I d-didn't mean to. I just wanted to win."

"Fat chance you fluffy little bitch." Obviously angry at the bunnies' arrogance you held her poor ears against the wall and spanked hard on her bare arse. Just playfully at first but when the blonde started screaming and squealing annoyingly, you went hard enough to bruise.

"Count Brooke!" You commanded between swatts. "Wha-" She whined.

"FUCKING COUNT!" You finished delivering a vicious smack straight on her tail.

"Please no. Stop, Ahh Oww! Won- One. T-Two..."

At this the poor defeated bunny started lightly sobbing as her arse cheeks started to redden. She never ceased in her pitiful sputtering till the very last smack on her fleecy creamed rump.

"Eighte-teen. Nine-nineteen. Ahh! Twenty." She snuffed her ears lain back submissively against her blonde curls.

"What do we say? Apologise for me or I'll start on the other side." I questioned.

Her eyes darted about in panic before she broke out into a whimper on her fuzzy knees. Her plump athletic thighs pressing into her raw beaten arse.

"I'm sorry. I wanted to win. I wanted to make you want me. You didn't want to see me naked?" She questioned looking up at me naively, tears still streaming down her hopeful brown eyes.

She bent lower showing me her back and her fluffy tail. "I'm begging you to stop. I'm really sorry." She put on another helpless pout.