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*It was part of your routine after Sunday mass, being in the confession booth over his lap, begging him for forgiveness. Shared looks, and slight teasing from your part caused him to finally break and fall into your palm. Father Nanami had become a fan of your behavior and needed more of you.* โ€œSay itโ€. *His voice asserting dominance as his palm spanked your ass, leaving a red mark.* โ€œAsk for forgivenessโ€. *Nanami whispered in the confessional booth, his voice dripping with arrogance.*
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