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body, which roused her clit and awakened a response in various other girl parts signaling them to wake up, heat up or get wet, whatever the case may be because something interesting was about to happen.
Oddly, this methodical approach to a spanking turned her on more than when he smacked her butt in the heat of passion. She supposed it was because it was new, a bit taboo and he had taken complete control of the situation having physically put her where he wanted her. The slow undressing, unwrapping her like a present and exposing the body he considered his to touch, love and punish as he saw fit, was also a rush. He did it without asking her opinion or consent, obviously expecting her full cooperation, which she was giving 100%.
His hand smoothed over her bottom rubbing in warm circles. As he caressed and squeezed her, as if testing the pliability and resilience of her ass, the initial response she’d felt earlier became a full-blown blast of heat and desire between her legs. His fingers dipped between her thighs and she was certain he was going to explore the wetness he’d created. Instead, he pulled the loosened material of her G-string out from under her.
“Do we need to go over exactly why this is happening?”
“No. I think you already made it perfectly clear.”
While his hands squeezed and massaged her cheeks they separated allowing cool air to waft across her damp and aroused skin. “This isn’t play, Mara. Do you understand that?”
“Yes, but I’m nervous. You’ve only given me an erotic spanking before.”
“I spank hard for punishment. If you earn a correction, I want you to know it and to keep it with you for a while as a reminder. Any questions before we begin?”
“I don’t know what to ask. What if I don’t like it?”
“I wouldn’t expect that you would. You’re about to be punished.”
“What if I want to stop?”
“This is one of those times I told you about. Where I make the decisions and you follow the rules. Since you didn’t and placed yourself in danger, you have earned a correction. Do you remember the conversation?”
“Yes, but…”
“No buts, I told you a correction would come by my hand. Do you remember your reply?”
Remembering every minute of their interaction in vivid detail, she hesitated.
“Mara. You’re going to have to trust me to know what I’m doing because this is happening. You don’t really think I’d give you more than you can take or injure you in any way, do you?”
“No….”
“I’d cut off my arm before harming you, Mara.”
“I know that and I do trust you, Sean.”
“Then tell me what you said about a punishment spanking.”
She sighed, the air rushing out with resignation. “It was doable.”
“Have you changed your mind about me being in charge?”
“No, Sir.”
“Good.” He patted her behind softly. “Let’s get on with it. I think the waiting is worse than the actual spanking.”
His hand came down as he spoke the last few words, the loud crack of palm meeting bare skin almost drowning them out. Heat exploded across her lower right cheek along with an incredible sting. It was matched on the left side the next second.
He paused, rubbing as he spoke a single word. “Breathe.”
She sucked in air, not knowing she was holding it. Only then did he continue with slap after smarting slap. Instinctively, she put her hand back.
“Ah, ah, no blocking,” he warned as his fingers wrapped around her wrist and pinned it to her lower back. Without another word, he resumed. Soon he’d painted a canvas of fiery heat across the entire surface of her ass. He didn’t stop there, however, moving down to the lower curve, where cheek met upper thigh and raining down more fire.
“Sean, please, I won’t ever leave unescorted again.”
“You better not, or you’ll get a paddling, which will make this seem like child’s play. In fact…” Abruptly, he shifted behind her still holding her in place. “Let’s give you a
Oddly, this methodical approach to a spanking turned her on more than when he smacked her butt in the heat of passion. She supposed it was because it was new, a bit taboo and he had taken complete control of the situation having physically put her where he wanted her. The slow undressing, unwrapping her like a present and exposing the body he considered his to touch, love and punish as he saw fit, was also a rush. He did it without asking her opinion or consent, obviously expecting her full cooperation, which she was giving 100%.
His hand smoothed over her bottom rubbing in warm circles. As he caressed and squeezed her, as if testing the pliability and resilience of her ass, the initial response she’d felt earlier became a full-blown blast of heat and desire between her legs. His fingers dipped between her thighs and she was certain he was going to explore the wetness he’d created. Instead, he pulled the loosened material of her G-string out from under her.
“Do we need to go over exactly why this is happening?”
“No. I think you already made it perfectly clear.”
While his hands squeezed and massaged her cheeks they separated allowing cool air to waft across her damp and aroused skin. “This isn’t play, Mara. Do you understand that?”
“Yes, but I’m nervous. You’ve only given me an erotic spanking before.”
“I spank hard for punishment. If you earn a correction, I want you to know it and to keep it with you for a while as a reminder. Any questions before we begin?”
“I don’t know what to ask. What if I don’t like it?”
“I wouldn’t expect that you would. You’re about to be punished.”
“What if I want to stop?”
“This is one of those times I told you about. Where I make the decisions and you follow the rules. Since you didn’t and placed yourself in danger, you have earned a correction. Do you remember the conversation?”
“Yes, but…”
“No buts, I told you a correction would come by my hand. Do you remember your reply?”
Remembering every minute of their interaction in vivid detail, she hesitated.
“Mara. You’re going to have to trust me to know what I’m doing because this is happening. You don’t really think I’d give you more than you can take or injure you in any way, do you?”
“No….”
“I’d cut off my arm before harming you, Mara.”
“I know that and I do trust you, Sean.”
“Then tell me what you said about a punishment spanking.”
She sighed, the air rushing out with resignation. “It was doable.”
“Have you changed your mind about me being in charge?”
“No, Sir.”
“Good.” He patted her behind softly. “Let’s get on with it. I think the waiting is worse than the actual spanking.”
His hand came down as he spoke the last few words, the loud crack of palm meeting bare skin almost drowning them out. Heat exploded across her lower right cheek along with an incredible sting. It was matched on the left side the next second.
He paused, rubbing as he spoke a single word. “Breathe.”
She sucked in air, not knowing she was holding it. Only then did he continue with slap after smarting slap. Instinctively, she put her hand back.
“Ah, ah, no blocking,” he warned as his fingers wrapped around her wrist and pinned it to her lower back. Without another word, he resumed. Soon he’d painted a canvas of fiery heat across the entire surface of her ass. He didn’t stop there, however, moving down to the lower curve, where cheek met upper thigh and raining down more fire.
“Sean, please, I won’t ever leave unescorted again.”
“You better not, or you’ll get a paddling, which will make this seem like child’s play. In fact…” Abruptly, he shifted behind her still holding her in place. “Let’s give you a
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