Her face appeared to be an expression of ageless beauty to thelikes of which Jerry had never seen. On top of that she had the mostdazzling blue eyes, ... perfect upturned button nose and face that seemedto be what a god would create if he wanted to create the perfectspecimen.She was wearing what appeared to be an outfit that Jerry could onlydescribe as some kind of an ancient Egyptian Harem girl outfit. Theoutfit consisted of blue type harem pants, a pink like harem brassiercomplimented by a. ” “OK, you can’t. But what about me? What if I take full responsibility for breaking the rules on my own?” His gaze held mine for several moments, and my heart started to hammer unexpectedly, partially in shock that I hadn’t shut him down immediately. What was I thinking? Was I already in danger of losing that bet? Before I could say another word, he leaned in, and my eyes widened, unable to find the willpower to move while he brought his lips to the curve of my neck. I felt his warm tongue. Not at the end of the season, either. It seemed highly unlikely they'd release me now -- in June. I was catching practically every night. Who could they bring in to take my place?But, what about in September? Instead of assigning me to Bowie next year, they could just -- let me go. And -- oh God! What if they made a trade? What if they picked up a catcher, somewhere, from another club's farm system? If they gave up on me, they could make a trade just so they could release me, and I could be. You know I hate to do this,” he smirked through his words. “But disobedient little girls need to be punished.” She felt the first blow on her left cheek and yelped. Heat radiated out from the spot where he struck her. “What do you say to Daddy when he spanks you?” His voiced leaked condescension as he raked his fingernails across her behind. He spanked her again, this time on the other cheek. “Thank you Daddy,” she moaned, breathless. As he spanked her again and again, tears rolled down her.