The Devils Their Due (by The Crimson Kid)
"He told you that?" Brittany asks. She is looking straight at you with a look that has always sent red blood cells rushing to your penis.
"Not all at once," Barbara answers, "he came out with it gradually, during our last session. I got dressed up in some sexy lingerie after he revealed this to me, and it made it so much more effective at finding out the rest."
Brittany grins slyly at you. Then she walks over to you, and placing her hand under your chin, lifts up your face close to hers. "OK, if you think you can handle it." She brings her lips a millimeter away from yours, daring you to kiss her. You can barely resist.
"But I don't think you're ready for both my paddling and this kind of turn on -- you're liable to fall hopelessly under my awesome Devil powers again. But I'll do it... if you promise to be good."
You are overcome, speechless, and incredibly turned on. But you manage to weakly croak out a promise that yes, you will be good.
"I'll get you the razor strap while he lowers his pants and gets into position over the back of the couch," Barbara tells Brittany, "Unless you want to do the honors and bare his bottom for spanking yourself..."