She shook her head.
“You will.”He teased her cunt with his fingers then began to cover her buttocks and upper thighs with spanks, some light, others more robust.“Count them for me.”
He rained them down fast, the blows coming one after another.
“One, Sir.Two…”
Relentlessly, he continued, increasing the frequency until she couldn’t keep up and her words jumbled into an incoherent sentence and the word Sir sounded like a mantra.
He was aware of her grabbing hold of his ankle for support.
“You’re made for this.For me,” he said.He landed some spanks on her pussy.When she skittered away, he lifted his knees to roll her back toward him.
“Oh, Sir!”
“One of my favorite words,” he informed her.
He tormented her pussy, brought her to orgasm then drove her toward another.
Only when she was thrashing around, gasping for air to breathe, did he help her to sit up.
He pulled her against him and wrapped her up completely in his arms, not letting her go.
With a shuddering exhalation, she curled into his chest.He liked the way she turned to him.It was the stuff of his Dominant fantasies.
“I had no idea.When I fantasized about a spanking, that’s what I’d hoped it would be like.”
“I’ll give you anything you want, Lara.I’ll try to make it as good for you as I can.But that kind of spanking is a reward.”
She put one hand on his chest and pushed herself back a little so she could look up at him.“Yeah.I’d find ways to misbehave everyday if I had a guarantee that you’d punish me in that way.”
“Ask for it any time.”
“I might.”
He brushed her hair back.“Doing okay?”
“I think my legs can hold me upright, if that’s the question.”
He helped her to stand, and he added, “I want you to go into the playroom and get a pair of wrist cuffs.They’re in a drawer.”He wasn’t more specific than that.
While she was gone, he stripped the comforter from the bed and placed it over a rail in the closet.Then he removed his clothes.When he returned, she was waiting, kneeling, cuffs on the floor in front of her.“Well done.Now take off your dress.”
She stood and looked at him for a moment.“Impressive, Sir.”
Her feminine approval made his cock even harder.
“I’ve waited as long as I can.Naked, Lara.Now.”
She smiled in a saucy, teasing way and slowly reached for the hem.Still taking her sweet time, she pulled the dress up while wiggling.
“You’re doing that on purpose.”
“Just following orders, Sir.”
As if he’d never been with a woman before, he watched without blinking.Moments later, she was wearing only a bra and she was dangling the dress from one hand.
“The bra, too.”
