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Authors: Lexi Cross
Tags: Erótica, Literature & Fiction
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“I um...yes Sir; but I don’t think I could do it here,” she gasped, “with so many people, I just couldn’t!”
Helena was flushed with embarrassment, she knew he was going to make her do it, he’d brought her up here for a reason. She hated the feeling of anyone staring at her, and was mortified at the idea, especially if she was to be undressed!
He put his hands up to her face, locking his eyes with hers; his dark eyes piercing even in the dull light of the room.
“Of course you can---it’s just me and you.”
He spoke with such certainty she could almost believe it and the strangers nearby seemed to fade into the background, leaving only the two of them under the dim, flickering light.
Helena sighed; she was reluctant to be so brazenly displayed, but her desire to please him, to belong to him and obey his wishes outweighed her typical modesty, and she began to relax, closing her eyes to block out the shadowy figures in the background.
Finally, his hands were on her, running up her waistline to her throat, sending shivers of delight through her body, her heart pounding against the constricting fit of her corset. He unzipped the back of the skintight latex skirt, peeling it slowly from her sweat dampened skin. He’d already taken her panties during the drive over and she could feel the warm air on her pussy, exposed and raw in from of him and a room full of strangers she was trying to forget about.
“You’ve been looking forward to this moment all night, haven’t you? Perhaps much longer even?”
“Yes Sir, I...yes.” she admitted quietly, not knowing what else to say. She’d wanted to be spanked since she could remember, and after tonight she couldn’t wait for him to be the first one to do it.
“Sir? What are you going to do to me?” She asked breathlessly, already suspicious of his intentions.
“Well Helena, first I’m going to spank this beautiful ass of yours,” he began, gently pushing her forward onto the padded wooden bench, “I want to see how well you take to some light discipline.”
Her breathing quickened, she had longed to feel his strong hand on her backside since the moment they’d met, her skin felt alive with sensation, waiting eagerly for the discipline she’d craved for so long.
He fastened her wrists to a set of restraints dangling from the front, forcing her ass to stick up in the air salaciously, begging to be tormented for the very first time.
“I want you to count each one out...” Aiden instructed, “we’ll see if you can get to ten for now.”
He walked around her, studying her exquisite figure as she lay draped over the bench, her pale, unblemished derriere a ripe target for his hand.
The feeling of having her hands restrained was new, strange to her. Helena buried her face in the padding on the bench, unsure of what to expect or when he was going to do it. She tried to focus on the music pounding in the background, preparing herself as much as possible for a feeling she’d never experienced; a mix of fear and excitement coursing through her body.
The first one came suddenly, a stinging slap to her pristine flesh that caused her milky skin to blush, turning a soft shade of pink where this hand had struck her, awakening her senses in a more cruel and exquisite way than she’d ever thought possible.
The shock of it startled her, she’d never really been spanked before. Not as a child, as far as she could remember; and never in the bedroom. It hurt more than she expected, and she let out a loud yelp, completely forgetting his instructions.
“You’d better start counting or we could be here a long time,” Aiden snapped, reinforcing his words with another wicked slap to her right ass cheek; leaving his crimson handprint behind.
A rush of pleasure surged through her, overwhelming her shyness and snapping her out of the surreal daze she was in.
“Yes, Sir...One!” she declared, the searing heat on her backside still vivid in her mind. It
“I um...yes Sir; but I don’t think I could do it here,” she gasped, “with so many people, I just couldn’t!”
Helena was flushed with embarrassment, she knew he was going to make her do it, he’d brought her up here for a reason. She hated the feeling of anyone staring at her, and was mortified at the idea, especially if she was to be undressed!
He put his hands up to her face, locking his eyes with hers; his dark eyes piercing even in the dull light of the room.
“Of course you can---it’s just me and you.”
He spoke with such certainty she could almost believe it and the strangers nearby seemed to fade into the background, leaving only the two of them under the dim, flickering light.
Helena sighed; she was reluctant to be so brazenly displayed, but her desire to please him, to belong to him and obey his wishes outweighed her typical modesty, and she began to relax, closing her eyes to block out the shadowy figures in the background.
Finally, his hands were on her, running up her waistline to her throat, sending shivers of delight through her body, her heart pounding against the constricting fit of her corset. He unzipped the back of the skintight latex skirt, peeling it slowly from her sweat dampened skin. He’d already taken her panties during the drive over and she could feel the warm air on her pussy, exposed and raw in from of him and a room full of strangers she was trying to forget about.
“You’ve been looking forward to this moment all night, haven’t you? Perhaps much longer even?”
“Yes Sir, I...yes.” she admitted quietly, not knowing what else to say. She’d wanted to be spanked since she could remember, and after tonight she couldn’t wait for him to be the first one to do it.
“Sir? What are you going to do to me?” She asked breathlessly, already suspicious of his intentions.
“Well Helena, first I’m going to spank this beautiful ass of yours,” he began, gently pushing her forward onto the padded wooden bench, “I want to see how well you take to some light discipline.”
Her breathing quickened, she had longed to feel his strong hand on her backside since the moment they’d met, her skin felt alive with sensation, waiting eagerly for the discipline she’d craved for so long.
He fastened her wrists to a set of restraints dangling from the front, forcing her ass to stick up in the air salaciously, begging to be tormented for the very first time.
“I want you to count each one out...” Aiden instructed, “we’ll see if you can get to ten for now.”
He walked around her, studying her exquisite figure as she lay draped over the bench, her pale, unblemished derriere a ripe target for his hand.
The feeling of having her hands restrained was new, strange to her. Helena buried her face in the padding on the bench, unsure of what to expect or when he was going to do it. She tried to focus on the music pounding in the background, preparing herself as much as possible for a feeling she’d never experienced; a mix of fear and excitement coursing through her body.
The first one came suddenly, a stinging slap to her pristine flesh that caused her milky skin to blush, turning a soft shade of pink where this hand had struck her, awakening her senses in a more cruel and exquisite way than she’d ever thought possible.
The shock of it startled her, she’d never really been spanked before. Not as a child, as far as she could remember; and never in the bedroom. It hurt more than she expected, and she let out a loud yelp, completely forgetting his instructions.
“You’d better start counting or we could be here a long time,” Aiden snapped, reinforcing his words with another wicked slap to her right ass cheek; leaving his crimson handprint behind.
A rush of pleasure surged through her, overwhelming her shyness and snapping her out of the surreal daze she was in.
“Yes, Sir...One!” she declared, the searing heat on her backside still vivid in her mind. It
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