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can’t stop me.”

Dismissing him, she turned her back on him with a swirl of skirts. Determined to ignore him, she picked up her hairbrush, intending to run it through her hair, but Cord yanked it out of her hand. She spun around, ready to snap at him, but before she could do more than open her mouth to protest, he took

hold of her wrist and led her over to the straight-backed chair across the room.

“What...?” she demanded, but she already knew. He was going to spank her

again, she realized, and her pulse quickened at the thought!

Pulling out the chair from where it had been placed under the writing desk, Cord swung around to face her, and she caught her breath at the look in his golden brown eyes.

“I’ll do whatever is necessary to keep you safe, Abigail, and if that means paddling your bottom until you agree to do as you’re told, then so be it,” he said.

Before she could even think of a reply – as if she could with him standing so close to her! – Cord sat down on the chair and dragged her over his knee.

Her long hair tumbled down around her face and she had to brace her hands

on the wood floor to keep her balance. She opened her mouth, intending to

continue the argument when she felt him lift her skirt. Her petticoat followed, exposing her white pantaloons, and she felt herself flush.

“Wait!” she began, only to feel the wooden hairbrush smack sharply against her upturned bottom. It hurt more than his hand had, not terribly, but it still stung, and she let him know it. “Owww!” she yelped, struggling to push herself upright.

Cord put his hand on her back, firmly holding her in place and lifted the

hairbrush again. Oval in shape, it was made of finely polished wood, and from the minute he picked it up, he knew it would be perfect for teaching Abigail a lesson. “Something tells me that a spanking like this is long overdue where you’re concerned, Abigail Murray.” He brought the brush down on her other

cheek, harder this time, and she jumped, crying out. He followed with another, and then another, alternating from one cheek to the other.

Not only did her thin pantaloons offer little protection from the brush, he thought as he continued to spank her, but they also showed off her curvy

bottom quite nicely, and though he longed to pull them down and expose her bare ass, he didn’t trust himself to do so. Just the thought of her half-naked got him hard. It didn’t help that she was wiggling against his arousal, either, he thought as he smacked her bottom again. He could feel his hardness

pressing against her, and he had to stifle a groan.

Over his knee, Kayla squirmed and kicked her feet, trying to escape the sting of the hairbrush, but to no avail. “Cord...ouch!...please...”

Forcing himself to concentrate on the reason she was over his knee in the

first place, he spanked her again, this time on the tender area just below her right cheek. “I want to be sure that you remember this the next time you think about going into the saloon.”

The brush came down again – same spot, but below the other cheek – and

she yelped. “I won’t, Cord. I promise!”

“You won’t what, Abigail?” he asked, smacking her bottom a little harder with the brush.

She gritted her teeth. “I won’t...ow!...go into the saloon again.”

“Good,” came his reply. “Then just a few more to serve as a reminder.”

Cord’s “few more” turned out to be twenty-five more – she knew because she counted – and when he was done, her bottom felt as if she’d just sat on a

stove! Good gracious, but the man knew how to spank! The only thing that

was more shocking to her was the thought that she wouldn’t mind a few more of those spanks. But no more were forthcoming, and as she lay over his lap, wondering where that thought had come from, she couldn’t help but notice

that a sizeable bulge was pressing into her hip where she’d been squirming against Cord’s groin.

That caused a myriad of thoughts to run through her head. She was so

consumed with them that she just barely heard Cord set the hairbrush on the desk, and didn’t even know what he was doing until she felt him gently help her to stand. As she did so, her petticoat and skirt started to slide down over her pantaloons, but before they could, she quickly put her hands back to

cover her sore bottom. She could feel the heat of the spanking through the thin material, and though she didn’t know why, she longed to push down her pantaloons and press her hands to her bare skin.

Though Cord had gotten to his feet, she didn’t look up at him. Her gaze was locked on the arousal showing clearly through his wet jeans. She imagined

her face was now as red as her bottom, especially when she felt him gently lift her chin.

“You promise me that you’ll stay out of the saloon, Abigail, and I expect you to keep your promise, or the next time, you won’t be able to sit comfortably for days,” he said softly. “I mean it.”

His words brought a rush of color to her cheeks, and she nodded, not trusting herself to speak. The promise of another spanking was almost enough to

make her want to rush into town and the saloon right then!

He regarded her in silence for a moment, and she wondered what he was

thinking. “I’ll see you downstairs,” was all he said.

As soon as he was out of the room, she hurried over to the mirror. Slowly

pushing down her pantaloons until they were just below her bottom, she half-turned to look over her shoulder, and her eyes widened. Her creamy white

skin was rosy pink and hot to the touch, and as

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