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Clare has a night to remember with her step dad.

Her skin was soft and perfect, nothing but a few freckles. He made his way to her mouth again but only gave a chaste kiss this time. He was panting and she had spread her legs even wider on either side of his thighs. God, he needed to take her soon.

"Get up, girl," he croaked, and she sprang up and stood. He simply looked at her for a moment. She was truly beautiful. Her auburn red hair was tousled around her shoulders, her cheeks and lips were red, and her chest was heaving beneath the corset. Corey eyed her up and down and also noted that her legs were trembling and squirming, again trying to ease the pressure on her clit.

Corey stood up and his erection preceded him with every step. He walked around her to behind, and placed his hands on her hips. Rubbing them gently, he began to whisper into her ear things that he wanted to do to her.

"You're mine, Cammie, and I can't wait to make you fucking explode. I want to torture you, pleasure you, hurt you, soothe you... I want you in every way possible. Are you willing to give that control to me completely?" he murmered.

She let out a small moan and her knees trembled at Corey's breath tickling the side of her jaw and ear, and she whimpered.

"Oh, God, yes Sir, please..." she whispered brokenly. "Please, please play with me!"

"I call the shots, slut," he growled and spanked her ass hard with his hand. She had sort of expected that, so only a moan and whimper escaped her.

"Hands behind your head and spread those legs," Corey commanded. He watched her as she took the position, her skirt riding up more as her legs parted, and her ample breasts pushing together when she laced her fingers behind her head. Corey walked past her and sat back down.

"I want you over my lap. I'm going to have some fun with you," he said mischieviously. She walked to his side, and gingerly lowered herself over his lap. She situated herself so that his cock wasn't poking into her stomach. The movement seemed to please Corey for a second or two because she heard him gasp almost silently above her.

"You are a naughty slut, aren't you?" Corey asked. Cammie nodded and received a sharp slap to her right buttock. "Yes, SIR!" she cried out.

"Yes, you are. What do naughty girls get?" he said and landed another on her left cheek.

"Um... They get p-punished, Sir," she whispered. She was slightly embarrassed but she didn't want this to stop.

"Good slut. They get a good punishment." With that, he began spanking her skirt-clad ass in a steady rhythm. The smacks weren't too hard, but enough to make her gasp a bit. They increased force about every ten and by the thirtieth, her moans echoed throughout the room.

Corey laughed and then stopped, rubbing her butt gently.

"Are you getting the point, dear?" he asked innocently. Cammie whimpered a soft "Yes, Sir," and he began lifting her skirt up. He made sure to brush his fingers along her bare skin, and the shivers he got made him even harder if that was possible. Finally, the black and pink lace was exposed. The panties hugged her cheeks in the right spots and made her gorgeous ass look even better.

"What are these, girl?" Corey asked, snapping one of the leg holes against her skin. She jumped slightly and shrugged, responding that they were simply underwear.

"I think these are to tease me," Corey said. He immediately began spanking her again. She cried out from the beginning, as the panties were way thinner than the skirt and he had to have been using more force than he had when she still had her skirt on. Her butt was starting to glow a bit pink, and Corey wanted it to match the pink on her undies and then the red on her corset. He picked up the force and began really spanking her now.

Cammie began to squirm and try to cover her ass but he held her hand in place. "Move that hand again, and it'll be spanked, too." He kept going and by the time he had reached about fifty, he stopped. She had been letting off sharp whimpers and pleas for mercy up until then, and she was glad to have it over.

"Sir, please, I need you!" she begged.

"Well,

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