Crazy For You | Starrison [✔️]

Fifty

"O-One!" Ringo blurted out, eyes wide.

His hand landed on his bum.

"T-Two!" He cried out.

George smacked him.

"T-Three!" Ringo gripped the sheets.

His knuckles turned white.

"Fuh-F-Four!" He whimpered.

Tears slipped out of his eyes.

"Five!" He sobbed. "Six! Seven!"

He gave his ass another slap.

"What number are we on, love?" George asked, voice terrifyingly gentle and smooth.

"N-Number n-nine?"

"Wrong number." George sighed. "I guess we have to start from the top, yeah?"

Ringo paled.

"George--- ah!" Ringo yelped when he felt the palm of his hand hit his poor ass. "Please stop!" He screamed. "Stop! Stop!"

"Count." George snarled, squeezing harshly. He slapped him. "What number?" He demanded, hand painfully gripping Ringo's thigh.

Hot tears streamed down his cheeks.

"O-One." He sniffled.

George smiled. Ringo jolted when his hand gently rubbed against the bruises that began to form.

"Good boy."