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Diana's fingertips wandered up the insides of 47's thighs, and he spread his legs a little more—good agent—as he was lying there, bent over her knee, trousers and boxer briefs pulled down to his calves, white shirt pushed up a little, his crimson tie firm in her left hand, like a leash.
"Do you think you deserve this?" she asked, and he nodded. Good agent.
She began with a few gentle spanks, carefully watching his face for a response, and increased the intensity until he closed his eyes.
When he started to squirm after a few more spanks, she stopped, admiring his reddening cheeks, caressing them with soft fingertips.
His hard dick pressed against her thigh, he was grinding his hips down, desperate for friction, but this would have to wait until later.
"Agent." She tugged on his tie a bit, and he immediately stilled. Good agent.
The next set of spanks started at the intensity the first one ended. He was breathing heavily now, his eyes still closed, and he was so gorgeous.
She caressed his reddened cheeks, soft fingertips on his perineum, one finger pressed against his anus, and he moaned softly. She regretted not bringing any lube to this safehouse. Next time.
Another set of spanks, a little harder than before. He didn't hold back this time, his moans filled the room, and she wondered if she could achieve the same shade of red as his tie, but he was a good agent, so obedient, and so she stopped and praised him while soothing his hot cheeks with gentle swirls of her fingertips, his whimpers rewarding her as much as she was rewarding him.
"Come here," she said with a gentle tug on his tie, and she was holding him in her arms, whispering more praise in his ear until she could feel him relax.
"You earned your reward, agent." Diana led him to the bedroom by his tie.