“You sought me out?” He kissed her neck again. “That pleases me.”
He slid his hand along the crack of her ass. “Very much so.” He
smacked her butt, and the sound resonated in the room.
Her pussy creamed. She shivered. “Thank you, Sir. May I have
another?” Deep within her body, she warmed and came alive. She
parted her lips. “Sir.”
“Good girl.” He spanked her again, three times on each ass cheek.
Her skin burned. “You crave my hand on your ass, don’t you?”
“I do, Sir. I want more.” She’d been pushy. She arched her back,
offering up her butt to him. “Please?”
“You’ll get more, bad girl. But not yet.” He stepped away from
her, his footfalls heavy on the tile floor. “I have something for
“Oh?” She tried to see what he was doing. She hadn’t imagined him
using anything but his hands on her.
“Uh-huh,” he replied. He stepped up behind her. “Something I
believe you’ll enjoy.” He smoothed something over her butt. The item
glided over her hot skin. What is it? Leather? A paddle? She braced
herself on the cross and awaited his next move.
“You’ve been so bad. Very bad.” He trailed his fingers over her
ass cheek. “But I don’t think this is much of a punishment.”
Excitement radiated through her. God, what was he going to do?
“Thank you, Sir,” she said before he’d even done anything.
The more he touched her with the smooth object, she realized what
he held. She couldn’t see the details or tell the material, but she
knew he’d selected a paddle. Her cunt warmed even more and cream
coated her pussy lips.
“Bad girls need punished.” He brought the paddle down on her rear
end. Soft for the first two spanks, then hard. The change in
pressure shocked her and the pain quickly radiated through her body.
She whimpered and pulled at the silk bindings, but didn’t utter her
safeword. A shiver wracked her body again.
“So good,” she murmured. “So very good.” She offered up her ass,
wanting more from his magical paddle. “Thank you, Sir. More.”