If he'd been a little more observant, he would have noticed she'd been less than truthful with him from the beginning. And even though she wasn't a particularly good liar, he'd wanted to believe her, so he had.
Next time, and hopefully there wouldn't be a next time, he would pay closer attention to her silent signals so they could avoid this. Although he suspected his little darling was a bit of a minx who was going to continually find herself in this position for one prank or another. For now, however, he was attempting to dissuade her from ever lying to him again.
When she finally fell silent and her breathing came in small little catches, he firmed his hand on her back. "Only five more, Tiff, and we're done. You're being a very good girl, and though I am disappointed you lied to me, I am very proud of the way you've conducted yourself this afternoon."
That made her cry a little harder. Even so, he knew his words would actually help ease her inner pain. "Kyle?" she asked again as her body began to relax under his gentle stroking.
"Yes?" he replied, willing to wait a few moments longer before he started again.
"Do you think you'll ever be able to forgive me?"
"Darling, when this is over you will have already been forgiven. That's exactly what this is about. Once we're done here, nothing more will be said, unless you wish to talk about it."
"Thank you," she answered softly and her sincerity invoked an instinctively protective response within him. Clearing his throat with a cough, he said, "Begin again at twenty, please."
M/F, Sexy spankings in rural Connecticut.