Xen took his hand reluctantly and stood from her place on the bed when he gently tugged her towards him. He squeezed her and kissed the top of her head, then pulled her around as he sat where she’d been sitting a second ago. She crawled awkwardly over his lap, and allowed him to reposition her so she was more firmly on the edge of the bed. He slipped down her pants and underwear, while she wrapped her arms around her head.
The first slap shook her, the noise as upsetting as the pain, and she clamped her hands over her ears to drown it out. He continued steadily and with the sharp sounds muffled, the pain of it filled her. She grunted, winced and gasped, already tense. It always filled her with a kind of horrified awe, how much pain his hand alone was able to inflict. He spanked rapidly with unrelenting force, after only a few seconds Xen was beginning to squirm and squeak with dismay.