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I thought you took the thrashing very well but I must ask a question; did a part of you enjoy the experience? She could not wait to get home and call her best friend Marti, who had given her the contact. She was acutely aware that her knickers were still hanging behind the door and that the material of her skirt rubbing against her sore bottom was a constant reminder that she was still bare-bottomed. Peter was more than pleased with her reaction and steered her towards a more private and darker area. He moved from one cheek to the other, never really hitting one area on a repeated basis. Katie was looking very bright eyed at the way this conversation had developed.

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