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Mac has been a little less kinky since Jim has shown up and once she's reasonably sure she can get him out of the house for a few hours, she decides it's time for she and Jackson to do something a little...more than usual. She'd whispered her desire to use the camera again while he was still in the clinic working and while Mac thinks that's possibly a little cruel of her, she doesn't care. She knows how much he likes it.

So now she's eagerly waiting whatever he has in store for her.

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"Mmm, what shall I do for you?" she asks, waiting patiently for her next instruction.

[allfleshandblood]

"Naked," he says, going back to the chair he'd been sitting in here. "Now."

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Mac strips quickly and stands in front of him, waiting for what he might want next. "Just like this?"

[allfleshandblood]

"Yeah, but I'd prefer it if you were on all fours," he says, reaching up to adjust the camera. "So, who am I in this scenario, Mac? A...school mister you've riled?"

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"That's how it usually goes," Mac agrees, getting up on the bed on all fours. "I should have showed you porn when we were in Manhattan."

[allfleshandblood]

"I think I can figure it out," he says, getting up, picking up her hairbrush from the dresser. "I don't think I'm interested in hearing from you for a while."

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Mac opens her mouth to speak and closes it, remembering that he wanted her to be silent. Fuck. She's terrible at this.

[allfleshandblood]

He walks up behind her, presses her head down and leaves her ass up.

"Ready for a spanking? You can nod."

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Mac nods against the bed, bracing herself for the spanking. She knows this will stop in a few months but for now, she's going to enjoy it.

[allfleshandblood]

He rubs the bristles of the brush over the bare skin of her ass, teasing her.

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Mac whimpers softly. Shit, it's hard not to say anything but she manages, keeping her noises nonverbal.

[allfleshandblood]

When he brings the hairbrush down against her ass, it's lighter than he would slap her with his hand. But he's still making a point.

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Mac starts a little, jerking her ass away, and she whimpers. It's not that hard, no, but the brush has a different feel than his hand.

[allfleshandblood]

"Five of these," he says, rubbing her with the bristles again. "Five will be enough."

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"Shall I count?" Mac murmurs softly. She knows she isn't supposed to speak but she wants to give him that option.

[allfleshandblood]

"Yes," he says, pausing to fondle her ass, squeezing. "Count and say thank you."

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"Yes, sir," she says softly. "Whenever you want to start?"

[allfleshandblood]

He presses his free hand into the middle of her back to hold her where she is and then he brings the brush down against her bare ass.

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"One," she says softly. "Thank you, sir."

[allfleshandblood]

"Good girl," he says, bringing the brush down on the same spot again.

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Mac cries out a little before managing to croak out, "Two. Thank you, sir." Fuck, that brush can hurt.

[allfleshandblood]

Mindful of not pushing her too hard, the next slap is more of a tap, on the other side of her ass, his thumb smoothing against the skin over her spine.

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"Three," Mac says softly. "Thank you so much. May I have another one?"

[allfleshandblood]

Her ass is taking on a red glow, now, and Jackson takes it easy on the next one, tapping her more than anything, right across the cleft of her ass.

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The location shocks her a bit but Mac only lets out a soft noise.

"Four. Thank you."