Ella reached back in an instinctive effort to shield her bottom, but York caught her hand and easily trapped it at her side.“You are hardly in a position to give orders, young lady.”“But I didn’t do anything wrong!” she cried.“No? Will this will guarantee that you won’t even consider it…”She felt her skirt raised, and wanted to cry for help. But Ella’s voice would not come, for she didn’t know what would be more humiliating - being spanked or having someone discover her being spanked. Part of her had hoped that Lady Baxter had exaggerated the circumstances they faced, but as York’s large hand collided with her bottom in a searing smack, she realized that Her Ladyship probably hadn’t been quite graphic enough.“Owww!” Ella cried out. “Please sir…” But York spanked her soundly, his large hand connecting with her bottom over and over until the entire surface felt ablaze. He leveled his hardest smacks low on her bottom cheeks, turning Ella’s pleas into nearly infantile sobs.
