"Are you remorseful now?" Aditya echoed his query once more as he brought his hand down on Sylvie's rear with an assertive thwack.
'Ah...!' Sylvie's moan echoed through the place once more, the erotic harmony making his heart beat faster.
"I am... truly contrite... master..." she stuttered between soft, almost melodious moans. The so-called punishment continued for a while longer, the sound of Aditya's hand meeting Sylvie's soft skin and her sensuous moans filling the room, creating an intoxicating atmosphere.
