I inspected her bottom. There were only a few light welts. It looked like she was already on the mend, although I still needed to apply the cream so it wouldn’t feel too itchy or leave a scar. I reached out and ran my hand over both of her cheeks. Her bottom was almost healed, but still sensitive. She jumped when I touched the tender area.
Another spanking wouldn’t break the skin, though—such beautiful cheeks. I can't wait to leave bite marks on them. I turned my attention back to her.
“I am doing this because I want to. There is no rhyme or reason to it. I can see I’ll need to start your training right away. I may not permit you to wear clothes before me for a while. Your only purpose is to satisfy me, and shyness isn't tolerated."
She gasped and hissed through her teeth, but said nothing.
I grinned at her.
"Don’t be embarrassed, pet. This is mild. It’s going to get much, much worse. You'd better get used to it."
I pushed her forward. "Down on all fours, Kitten."
She yelped, surprised by the unexpected move.
She sobbed louder, but leaned forward on her hands and knees as instructed.
“I don’t know why you are doing this to me!”
She breathed between sobs.
I smiled, amused by her modesty.
"I already told you why. I won't explain it again. Stay put while I get the cream. Those welts havefaded beautifully. The ointment is essential to the healing process. Like I said, I don’t want scars on you.”
I got up from the bed and grabbed the jar from the bureau. I kicked off my sandals before climbing onto the mattress behind her. I don’t like dirt on my sheets; I'm picky like that. She was still crying softly.
“Now, honestly, pet, why the tears? Are you crying because you're embarrassed? If so, there is no need to be. Last night, you were spread out like this, taking your punishment like a trooper. I wanted to commend you on that, by the way. You are such a good girl for dealing with the consequences of your smart little mouth. You’re going to learn to control that acid tongue. Remember, you owe me two more punishments for running and not coming down from the branch last night. I didn't forget. One of your comeuppances will be right now.”
She started to tremble and cry louder.
“Are you going to hit me again?”
She asked, her voice shaking.
“Really? Come on, pet, I wouldn’t put it that way. Ispankedyou. I did nothityou. Naughty girls are spanked. If Ihityou, that would be consistent with a backhand or a fist. I did neither of those things. And no, I won't spank you again. I will not inflict any pain on you at all. This discipline is just humiliation.”
Before she could respond, I grabbed her outer thighs, spreading her open.
She let out a shriek as I pulled her legs apart, staring at her beautiful pink folds.
“Shush. No need to yell. This won’t be painful at all. I am going to take care of your bottom, but I want to look at your pretty pussy while I do it. Icouldn’t appreciate this view from my position last night. So, if you don’t mind, I’d like you to raise that little ass high in the air and keep those legs open. Now do as you’re told.”
She whimpered softly as she raised her backside, completely exposed for my thorough inspection. She was no longer sobbing; only minor sniffles assaulted my ears. I could see her sex and puckered hole perfectly. Her clitoris was concealed beneath the hood.
Once I stimulate that pussy, that little bud will stand perfectly erect, begging for more. I will make that cunt sing for me. I gently rubbed the cream into each cheek with tender loving care. After all, I did this to her. I want to show her Idohave a softer side; she just has to earn it.
I ran my hands down her back, rubbing and kneading her flesh. She felt tense. I wanted to massage those gnarly knots out for her. A relaxed pet is an obedient pet.
Her breath caught in her throat as I moved lower towards her legs. I rubbed them gently, taking great care to control myself while massaging her.
My jeans tightened around my erection. It felt like a vise was squeezing the shit out of my dick and balls. It was unavoidable. I have a beautiful goddess on her hands and knees in front of me, with her back hole and pussy exposed to my horny stare.
I felt her body go limp under my expertise. Her skin was creamy and smooth. My hard-on was crammed inside my boxers, causing me severe discomfort. I had to unzip my pants and let the bastard out.
My cock was eight inches in length and thick. She looked back at me when she heard the zipper.
“W... What are you doing? Are you going to rape me?”
