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to press a kiss on the corner of my mouth.
“Like that you enjoy a dominant hand.”
His hand nudges aside my legs, parting them even further, and I let him. I’m letting him do whatever he wants. It’s what I love the most, and he knows it. He knows I love to give up control.
“And you know I love to tell people what to do,” he murmurs against my lips, almost kissing me. Almost. I’m inching forward to feel his lips, but he won’t let me. He keeps moving back, withholding me from pleasure. It’s like he enjoys torturing me.
“I know what you want, Miss Webber, but you won’t get it so easily.”
“You just said that you want me,” I say.
“I do.” His hand now cups my pussy, causing me to gasp. “I want to feel your wet pussy all over my hard cock.” He groans. “But you’ve been very bad, Miss Webber, and I can’t let that go unpunished.”
“Huh?” I mutter, unable to control the moans that come out as he starts rubbing my pussy.
“You know what I mean. You know what I want. You know what you want …” he growls.
Punishment … I know what he said, and I know what he means. I just can’t believe it—it’s almost too good to be true.
His fingers slide underneath the fabric of my dress and creep up until my panties are exposed. “Lie down on my lap,” he says.
Biting my lip, I’m unsure of what to do, but when he spreads his legs and nods down, I move up from the couch.
“The safe word is pear. Do you understand?”
“Yes,” I answer.
“Repeat what I said.”
“The safe word is pear.”
“All right. Your head that way.” He points to his right side.
I move on top of him but then he twists me around. “Ass up.” I’m taken by surprise as he rips up my dress until my lingerie is exposed.
“Hmm … very nice,” he muses. “Is this what you bought?”
“Uhm …” Saying yes is like admitting to being a criminal … and a sex addict.
Suddenly, he slaps my ass. I jolt up from the pain, a moan coming from my mouth.
“Speak up,” he says gruffly.
“Yes, Mr. King.”
“Hmm … you have quite exquisite taste, Miss Webber. I like this. You must’ve known this was going to happen … otherwise, you would never have put it on.”
I don’t want to tell him the truth because it’s even more ridiculous than his theory. So, I just go along with it. “I’m glad you like it.”
“You should wear this kind of lingerie every day,” he muses. “Every day a new one. Every day something new to enjoy.” I look up at him and watch him bite his lip, hissing. His cock bounces up and down in his pants, pushing into my belly.
“Turn around,” he says.
When I face away, his hand circles over my bare ass. And then his hand comes down again, causing me to shoot up momentarily. He places his free hand on my back, and he says, “Try to relax.”
“I’ve never had this before …” I mutter.
“You’ve never been spanked for being a bad girl?”
“No … I haven’t.”
A sound comes from his mouth that I can only describe as a mixture between a naughty chuckle and an aroused growl. “There’s always a first for everything.”
Chapter 12
He hits me again, and it sizzles on my ass so badly that it hurts. “This is punishment for not giving me back my credit card and for using it without my permission.”
He slaps my other cheek, and I can feel the waves tingle through my entire body. It’s not so much painful as it is arousing, especially with his cock prodding me. I feel so exposed … and oh, so bad. I’m lying here, taking a spanking from my boss, Leo fucking King. Oh dear Lord, this is hot.
“How does it feel, Samantha?” he suddenly asks after spanking me ten times on each cheek.
“Good,” I murmur. “Very good.” It’s quiet for some time, so I ask, “Is that bad?”
“That depends on how you look at it. You’ve been bad, and you should feel bad, but you can enjoy a good spanking just as much. Especially when it leads to more.
“Like that you enjoy a dominant hand.”
His hand nudges aside my legs, parting them even further, and I let him. I’m letting him do whatever he wants. It’s what I love the most, and he knows it. He knows I love to give up control.
“And you know I love to tell people what to do,” he murmurs against my lips, almost kissing me. Almost. I’m inching forward to feel his lips, but he won’t let me. He keeps moving back, withholding me from pleasure. It’s like he enjoys torturing me.
“I know what you want, Miss Webber, but you won’t get it so easily.”
“You just said that you want me,” I say.
“I do.” His hand now cups my pussy, causing me to gasp. “I want to feel your wet pussy all over my hard cock.” He groans. “But you’ve been very bad, Miss Webber, and I can’t let that go unpunished.”
“Huh?” I mutter, unable to control the moans that come out as he starts rubbing my pussy.
“You know what I mean. You know what I want. You know what you want …” he growls.
Punishment … I know what he said, and I know what he means. I just can’t believe it—it’s almost too good to be true.
His fingers slide underneath the fabric of my dress and creep up until my panties are exposed. “Lie down on my lap,” he says.
Biting my lip, I’m unsure of what to do, but when he spreads his legs and nods down, I move up from the couch.
“The safe word is pear. Do you understand?”
“Yes,” I answer.
“Repeat what I said.”
“The safe word is pear.”
“All right. Your head that way.” He points to his right side.
I move on top of him but then he twists me around. “Ass up.” I’m taken by surprise as he rips up my dress until my lingerie is exposed.
“Hmm … very nice,” he muses. “Is this what you bought?”
“Uhm …” Saying yes is like admitting to being a criminal … and a sex addict.
Suddenly, he slaps my ass. I jolt up from the pain, a moan coming from my mouth.
“Speak up,” he says gruffly.
“Yes, Mr. King.”
“Hmm … you have quite exquisite taste, Miss Webber. I like this. You must’ve known this was going to happen … otherwise, you would never have put it on.”
I don’t want to tell him the truth because it’s even more ridiculous than his theory. So, I just go along with it. “I’m glad you like it.”
“You should wear this kind of lingerie every day,” he muses. “Every day a new one. Every day something new to enjoy.” I look up at him and watch him bite his lip, hissing. His cock bounces up and down in his pants, pushing into my belly.
“Turn around,” he says.
When I face away, his hand circles over my bare ass. And then his hand comes down again, causing me to shoot up momentarily. He places his free hand on my back, and he says, “Try to relax.”
“I’ve never had this before …” I mutter.
“You’ve never been spanked for being a bad girl?”
“No … I haven’t.”
A sound comes from his mouth that I can only describe as a mixture between a naughty chuckle and an aroused growl. “There’s always a first for everything.”
Chapter 12
He hits me again, and it sizzles on my ass so badly that it hurts. “This is punishment for not giving me back my credit card and for using it without my permission.”
He slaps my other cheek, and I can feel the waves tingle through my entire body. It’s not so much painful as it is arousing, especially with his cock prodding me. I feel so exposed … and oh, so bad. I’m lying here, taking a spanking from my boss, Leo fucking King. Oh dear Lord, this is hot.
“How does it feel, Samantha?” he suddenly asks after spanking me ten times on each cheek.
“Good,” I murmur. “Very good.” It’s quiet for some time, so I ask, “Is that bad?”
“That depends on how you look at it. You’ve been bad, and you should feel bad, but you can enjoy a good spanking just as much. Especially when it leads to more.
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