My Gorgeous Aunty

Chapter 14 From a Physiological Perspective

Pop!

After the incomparable crisp snap sounded, Sebastian's first reaction was amazing.

Well, it felt so good in his hand.

"Ah... you, you stinking prostitute, how dare you hit me?"

Madelyn never dreamed that Sebastian would dare to hit her ass. In pain, her delicate body trembled

violently, and in the midst of her shrill screaming, she grabbed his face with her hand.

Sebastian tilted his head to dodged his face in time, but not his neck.

With a stabbing sound, Madelyn's sharp nails painted in peach color were like five small knives, cutting

through Sebastian's neck, almost through the training uniform.

"How dare you scratch me?

You’ll regret!"

The burning pain made Sebastian even more angry. When he raised his hand again to pump down, the

force increased greatlt

"Ah!

Stinking prostitute, I'm going to kill you!"

Madelyn let out a long scream of pain and raised her hand again.

Only this time, without waiting for the five fingers of her right hand to touch Sebastian, a wild storm of

slaps fell one after another.

Although this action was very simple, it could also show technique.

At the cadet level, one would spank all over the ass; while a spanking master like Sebastian would only

spank violently at one place.

Madelyn felt that her ass was hurt like being burnt by a hot iron. She couldn’t scratch him anymore, as

she had blacked out. She could only clenched her teeth and tensed the whole body nerves, letting out

a painful nasal sound.

Seeing her reaction, Sebastian was in a much better mood, and his raised right hand paused and he

asked drily,

"Dare you still scratch me?"

"Stinking prostitute, sooner or later, I'm going to kill you!"

These words, which were squeezed out of Madelyn's teeth, with hatred and determination.

“Ahh, don't give up hope while there's a shot in the locker." Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

Sebastian even laughed and gave up the idea of talking to her nicely. It seemed that nothing could not

be solved without violence.

Not long after the stormy snap sounded again, the sexy beauty lying on his knee suddenly shuddered

violently and irregularly for a few moments, then she jerked her head up. Her feet and toes tensed, and

she opened her mouth with closed eyes to let out a long chirp.

What was this reaction?

She didn't have epilepsy or something, did she?

Sebastian froze, and his raised right hand stalled.

Before he could figure out what was going on, he suddenly felt a hot spring-like fluid on his leg, running

down his knee.

“Shit. Orgasm?

A huge one!”

Sebastian was dumbfounded after he suddenly realized what happened to her.

Physiologically speaking, women had different G-spots.

In addition to those two well-known parts, some were in the ears, and others were in the bottoms.

The G spot of the beautiful director was right in her bottom.

When it was with a tragic and inhumane blow, the physical instincts, regardless of what the person was

thinking, turned themselves on quickly and a certain phenomenon occurred.

Just as Sebastian was dumbfounded, Madelyn let out another snort of relief, then just as if all the

bones in her body had been taken away, she flopped down softly on his knee and never moved again.

The words “shame to death” was far from describing the current feeling of Madelyn.

She didn't know that there was anything in the world more humiliating than being slapped hard on the

bottom by a man so that she actually had a orgasm.

If there had been a knife near her, she would have absolutely grabbed it and... thrown it far away again.

Wouldn't it be a big loss if the supercilious beautiful director, who was supposed to teach the stinking

prostitute a lesson when he backhandedly spanked her to the point of uncontrollable spray, and killed

herself out of shame?

Death was the last choice for her.

What Madelyn was considering was how to shut the mouth of the stinking prostitute.

The best way was to kill him.

However, Madelyn couldn’t do that since he was a relative of Giovanna...

Well, Madelyn had to admit that she couldn’t kill him, and if she did, she would experience an orgasm

again.

She couldn’t feel worse as she was not able to kill him, but she was afraid that he would tell someone

else. In her wandering, Madelyn began to weep.