When Taylor saw the clause in her lease that allowed her landlord to spank her for up to thirty minutes a day instead of accepting money for rent, she didn’t really believe he’d take advantage of it.
“I mean, like, isn’t money better than smacking my ass?” she’d figured.
It turned out she was completely wrong. He’d been bending her over the railing of the stairs leading to her apartment and spanking her ass red for the entire thirty minutes every single day since she’d moved in.
She just wished he’d fuck her after he was done.
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