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ALI1A--Part 1..... The Circle of Light
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She stood in the center of the room with her hands at her sides.
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Even at a distance of eight feet the heat from the fireplace at her
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back was uncomfortable. She felt a trickle of sweat run from her
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left armpit down her left side. Despite her effort to remain
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motionless, she shivered.
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"You were told to be still." His voice was in front of her. He
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spoke quietly, but the sound of his voice rekindled some excite-
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ment. Her hands grasped the sides of her skirt in an effort to
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keep her arms from moving. She tried to slow her breathing, to
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regain her composure.
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His voice, so familiar from the hours on the telephone, now so
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strange sounding in-person, helped her to endure the waiting. Not
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seeing him made her uneasy. When she'd rung the doorbell she'd
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expected him to be there, but instead the door opened on an empty
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corridor, empty but for the note on the threshold. She'd read the
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note and followed the terse instructions. She walked the length of
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the corridor, found the large room, then stood quietly in the
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center with her back to the fireplace.
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The longer she waited the more foolish she felt. The room was
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sparsely furnished and the high, flat ceiling made her feel small.
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Then the spotlights illuminating her became brighter so that she
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couldn't see beyond the lighted circle. The perimeter of the room
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was hidden in shadow.
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When his voice sounded again, it came from far to her right. She
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started, glanced over to the shadows, saw nothing. "Are you
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ready?" Oh, was she ready! But when she tried to reply her
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throat was constricted and she found herself nodding her head.
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"Undress." Again, from the right.
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She fumbled with the buttons of her blouse then let it slide from
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her arms to the floor. His voice, suddenly on her left, told her
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to fold her clothes neatly. She retrieved the blouse, folded it
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carefully, then placed it on the floor in front of her. As she
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undressed she felt as nervous as a teenager, but secretly she
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relished the anxiety and so perhaps undressed faster than she had
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planned. Yes, she had planned this!
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Finally she added her panties to the small pile of clothing, moved
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her shoes to the top of the pile, then stood straight again with
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her hands at her sides. She guessed that he was examining her. She
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heard footsteps as he walked around her in the shadows and knew
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that he was appraising her. She shivered again and turned red as
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goosebumps appeared on her flesh. God! Was she ever this nervous
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before? Surely not in her teens or in the twenty years since!
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He'd said her appearance was not important, but she'd not believed
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him. But she expected some reactions from him, some compliments or
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other sounds of appreciation. She received silence. An occasional
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footstep as he moved around her, but no vocal sounds.
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She did not hear him come up behind her until his hands seized her
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shoulders and turned her to face him. He drew her into his arms
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and held her quietly. His lips brushed her hair and moved down to
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nuzzle her throat. He slid his hands down her back and clasped
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them together behind her ass to press her tightly against him.
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His left arm went around her waist and squeezed her closer. Then,
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very slowly, his right hand spanked her.
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At first the sudden stings caused her to try to squirm out of his
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grasp. Her hands flew behind her to block the spanks. He whispered
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a reminder for her to stand still with her hands at her sides.
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She really looked at him now, at his glaring eyes and the firm line
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of his mouth. Then, she stood erect and moved her hands to her
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sides. The spanking resumed. He struck her flesh with the flat of
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his hand in a slow cadence, but he struck harshly and confined the
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smacks to the base of her ass.
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She willed herself to accept the punishment stoically. She never
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displayed weakness before any man and she believed he would not be
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an exception, especially if he thought he could impress her with a
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childish punishment. She had not counted on the severity of the
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smacks or on the cumulative effects of the prolonged spanking. As
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her buttocks became hot she started to wince. Soon she was
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whimpering.
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She felt her loins push against him under the force of the spanks.
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She knew he was enjoying her discomfort; as each smack drove her
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against him she could feel his cock twitch against her lower belly.
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The spanks seemed to get harder, the sting to get hotter. She
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started to cry. But as her vision blurred she felt herself push
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her ass back to meet his palm and so became an active participant
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in continuing her travail. He responded by tightening his grasp of
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her waist and increasing the speed of the spanking.
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She broke into sobs then and cried against his shoulder. He paused,
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delivered an especially severe spank, and held his hand pressed
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into her smarting skin. She continued to bawl as his hand slowly
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relieved the pressure and gently rubbed her tender ass. He lifted
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her chin and kissed her eyes, tasting her tears before pressing his
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lips on hers and kissing her deeply.
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As he stepped back from her she found it difficult to stand. Her
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legs seemed unstable, her ass burned, and yet she felt alive and
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excited. When he told her to lie down she did so with too much
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enthusiasm; even soft carpeting feels harsh against freshly spanked
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buttocks. Then, as she stretched herself out she became self-
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conscious again, watching him stand above her, feeling his eyes
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on her. (So intense! Did her never smile?)
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At last he knelt beside her, took her left wrist in his hands and
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raised it high above her head. She couldn't see how he tied it,
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but she felt him wrap something soft about her wrist before
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stretching her arm up and out and securing it to something at floor
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level. When he did the same with her right wrist she strained to
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watch him, but she couldn't really see anything. Her apprehension
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increased momentarily when he reached for her right ankle, extended
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her leg wide, and tied it tightly, but when he tied her left ankle
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she resigned herself to helplessness and found that she trusted
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him. When he rose and gazed down at her the open vulnerability of
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her spreadeagled position resurrected her nervousness, but she
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found she was excited to be so exposed to him and so helpless to
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prevent him from using her as he wished.
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