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Chapter 22 by Catface Catface

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The Paddle

Serra had never been spanked before. Not really. But she’d thought about it.

Fine. If she was being honest, she’d fantasized about it. More than was normal. Way more. And now, staring at the monstrous paddle the upperclassmen were proudly holding aloft like some sacred relic, her stomach dropped and fluttered at the same time.

Public. In front of the whole team.....And Naomi.....Her mind tripped hard on that thought.......Would Naomi be watching.....Or would she be the one holding the paddle? Slapping it against Serra's ass as she squirmed......

That possibility hit Serra so sharply she had to squeeze her knees together to hide the sudden rush of heat. Her talisman answered with a pulse against her skin, a sly throb that made her breath hitch.

Up ahead, two seniors were calling her name. The chant was starting. Naomi leaned in close enough for Serra to feel her breath warm on her ear. “Don’t look so scared,” Naomi murmured, fingers brushing Serra’s thigh with lazy confidence. “Some girls… really enjoy this part.”

Serra’s heart lurched.

Oh god.

Oh fuck.

She didn’t know whether she wanted to run.....or bend over.

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