“I don’t.I wouldn’t even know where to begin to put this all together.”Mason smiled and waved his hand around at the assortment.It was very eclectic, she knew.“But I enjoy the effect.”
“Thanks.Um, so now what?”She wasn’t relaxing at all; if anything, the small talk was making her more nervous as she waited for what was next.
The wolfish smile he gave her in return wasn’t very reassuring, but it was exciting.Audrey pressed her hands together in her lap.
“Now, we talk about exactly what we’re going to do.”He leaned forward, holding her gaze, and suddenly, it was very difficult to breathe.“Audrey.I am going to put you over my lap, flip up your skirt, and administer your first spanking.If you are wearing underwear, I will leave that on.I plan to start more gently to warm up your skin, and once your bottom is a nice pink, I will increase the force with which I’m spanking you.”
Oh, fuck.She couldn’t breathe at all now as she stared back at him.Every word that came out of his mouth was matter-of-fact, clearly enunciated, yet her ears were full of a buzzing noise that made her feel lightheaded.
The picture he was painting in her mind was intimate, arousing, and utterly terrifying.Especially because she was so turned on, and she wasn’t supposed to be.But maybe the actual spanking would be a turn-off.
“Okay,” she whispered when she realized he was waiting for some kind of response from her.
“At any time that you need to slow down, say ‘yellow.’Or ‘red’ if you want me to stop completely.”He paused again.“Do you have any questions?”
Yes.What should she do if she was about to spontaneously combust?Because it felt like she might dothatat any second.
But she couldn’t ask that.Platonic.This was platonic, and she needed to focus on whether or not she liked the kink, not on how Mason was making her feel.If that was even possible.
“Um, no.That makes sense.”
“Good.”The expression on his face turned wolfish as he patted his thigh.“Come here, Audrey, and put yourself over my lap for your spanking.”
Oh God.
This was real.It was really happening.
Except that it didn’t feel real.It felt like an out-of-body experience as she got to her wobbly feet.She’d forgotten to take her shoes off.Oh, well.It wasn’t like it mattered.She didn’t know why she was thinking about her shoes right now, anyway.
Maybe because it was easier than thinking about what she was doing.
Which was putting herself over a man’s lap.
Not just any man.
Mason.
She’d literally fantasized about this.
The heat of his body was warm under her stomach and against her side.She could feel the hardness of his muscled thighs and… was that…
Well.
His thighs weren’t the only thing that was hard.
Heat bloomed inside her, but the proof that Mason was also aroused actually made her feel less awkward.She wriggled slightly against him, partly to get more comfortable, but also partly because she wanted to feel his erection pressing against her side.It felt like a big erection.Not that she knew how to judge, but bulges were bulges, right?
Mason chuckled, and Audrey stiffened as she felt the hem of her skirt being flipped up, cooler air wafting over the backs of her thighs.She knew she was soaking wet, but hopefully he couldn’t tell with the lacy black panties she was wearing.They were cheekies, so they didn’t give her bottom full coverage, but they covered a lot more than a thong.
“Very cute,” he commented, tracing his finger along the edge of the lace.
“Thank you?”
This wasn’t sexual.
It might feel sexual because he was tracing the skin of her bottom, but they’d agreed it wasn’t sexual.
If it was someone else, other than Mason, it probably wouldn’t feel so sexual.She stared down at her colorfully dotted carpet, her fingers pressing into the soft fibers, trying to convince herself that this wasn’t sexual and that her body wasn’t humming with arousal, and it was all fine.Totally fine.Nothing anyone could be upset with her about.
