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I looked at him incredulously.
"You are not well, how can you be thinking of that!"
I was so surprised by his statement in light of him being ill, I quite forgot to be incredulous about the fact that he had never, not that he had ever said, thought about putting me over his knee. Its only now after the event that I realise how extraordinary it was.
"I don't understand what's wrong with me." I came to him watery eyed. I knelt on the ground at his side and laid myself across his chest. He began to rub my bottom...
"good girl. I know what you need."
He bared my bottom and began.