Marinette Time

“You know there are laws against tresspassing, don’t you, Dupain-Cheng?” “What? T-tressp-passing! No! I..I said I cac-came to t-talk to t-you. Ak-Akuma Att-Attack! J-just want to make sure you were s-safe!” “And you snuck in without checking in with the staff. Don’t say you got permission, I already told the staff not to let anyone in and there is an emergency alarm set up over there if needed.” Marinette stared at the alarm and looked back, biting her lip trembling. Chloe loved this. Marinette Dupain-Chneg trembling like a leaf.

Marinette was such a do gooder, she didn’t doubt for a moment that Marinette had indeed snuck by to warn her. But that’s just left her exposed and Chloe planned to expose her more. “I-I was j-just….” “Strip” “wait, what?” “You heard me, Marinette Dupain Cheng. This was a private moment and you spied on me like a pervert! My turn to see you vulnerable!” “Chloe, no! Please I was worried about you! I wasn’t perving, I swear! You know that I love blondes..Adrian! I love Adrian! And” “I’m blonde!” Chloe interrupted. “So wittle Mari has a Goldilocks fetish!” Marinette stammered and stuttered, her eyes watering. Chloe felt a surge of power. Oh this was perfect.

“Enough blubbering. If I am not staring at baby breasts and a hairy puss in twenty seconds, I will call security and have you charged. J bet I could get you on a sex offender registry. Poor wittle Mari, her life utterly destroy…good girl.” Marinette’s face burned as her face look on the ground. Her hands stuck to her sides.

Chloe wished she had a camera, though that would probably get her in trouble instead of Marinette. The pale skinned Asian was far bustier than Chloe expected. And her nipples were long and looked sharp as tips. But her grooming was very surprising. Marinette was as bare as a newborn. Her lips were sexily plump and she smelt and looked shamefully excited. “Did seeing me naked, get wittle Mari excited? Or showing off her bare beaver to that?” Mari’a face burned crimson as her clothes lay in a heap by her side. “You have been a naughty girl, Marinette. You know what happens to naughty girls!” Marinette looked up confused. Chloe sat back on the chair. “You have to the count of thirty to lay across my lap for a spanking. Otherwise, it’s the registry for you!” Chloe loved how quickly Marinette have in. Barely into the words Otherwise and Marinette was draped across her lap. The girl’s cheeks were less peaches than volleyballs. The girl was utterly gorgeous under the pink leggings. Chloe felt like an Archangel. “You will count after every spank or we start over. Ready or not, here we go!”