Such a private area was being forcefully smacked by a stranger.
Beyond her rage, Minnie Wright inadvertently felt a twinge of excitement and shame.
"Don't move! Your intestines have accumulated toxic gas. I need to eliminate the gas before I can detoxify you," William Cole warned.
"Think about it, when you're constipated, don't you just pass gas without having a bowel movement? And isn't the gas you expelled terribly smelly?"
"Umm..."
Minnie paused, then embarrassedly nodded.
It was such a disgrace for her as a beautiful woman, to admit something like that willingly.
"Then, bear with it! We can start the treatment only after the toxic gas is completely expelled."
"Thwack!"
"Thwack!"
William smacked Minnie's rear end two more times.
"Pfft pfft..."
Minnie was utterly mortified, holding onto a throw pillow and burying her face in it, letting William continue smacking while her earlobes turned red.
William slapped her over ten times, stopped when Minnie ceased passing gas.