I jolt into action.If there’s one thing I don’t mind, it’s being naked in front of this bossy man.After tugging my tank top over my head, I remove my sports bra, kick off my shoes, and shrug out of my leggings.Completely naked, goosebumps rise across my body as he stares at me.“Turn around, baby.”
I do as I’m told, facing away from him, aware of him squatting behind me.I’m smarter now.When his hand comes to my hip, I know he’s inspecting his marks from this morning, checking to see how pink I am.
I’m certain there are no leftover remnants of this morning’s antics.
“Hmm.I don’t think I spanked you hard enough earlier…”
Swaying, I purse my lips.I want to respond, but I should not.
“You like your impact play marks to last, don’t you, Kels?”
“Yes, Sir,” I murmur.
He rises and leans to the left, moving everything off one of the shelves.Canned goods.He puts them on another shelf before lifting the board from the dowels, lowering the little pegs, and replacing the shelf.“That should be perfect.”
All I can think about is him spanking me again.I need it like a drug.I’m addicted to his dominance.
“Bend over, baby.Hands on the shelf.”
Shaking, I obey, trying not to react when he stands behind me and pulls my hips.“A few steps back, Kels.”
I shuffle my feet toward him.
“Legs wider.”
I part them.
“More, naughty girl.”
I spread my feet farther.This position is obscene.My hands are low enough that my breasts hang heavy and my ass is the highest part of my body.My feet are so wide that I’m acutely aware of my pussy.
He’s good.He knows exactly what he’s doing.He’s well-aware of how I’m feeling in this position.
“Lift your foot, Kels.”
As soon as I do so, I hear the tape ripping.He wasn’t kidding.He literally puts an X on the floor, lowers my foot for me, and then taps the other.For some reason, I thought he had a more kinky plan for that tape.
He slides his hands up my legs to my hips as he stands behind me once again.“From now on, when I say pantry, this is what I expect.You’ll immediately come in here, remove everything, and assume this position.If you’re not fast enough, I’ll punish you.”
I shudder.“Isn’t the entire purpose to punish me, Sir?”
“Not necessarily.Usually, I will send you here when I think you need the release you get from impact play.You don’t have to do anything to earn it.I’ll sense your frustration and know.”
Fuck, he reads me so well.Why do I keep doubting this man?
After smoothing his palms up my torso, he cups my breasts and pinches my nipples.“I’ll keep a set of clover clamps behind the cereal boxes.If you’re not in position for me to swat your bottom fast enough, you can expect to wear heavy clamps on your tits while I do so.”
I gulp.
“Have you ever used nipple clamps, baby?”
“No, Sir,” I whisper.
He pinches my buds harder and pulls on them.“You might enjoy the bite of pain too much.”
His hand moves from my breast to my neck.“Have you ever worn a collar, Kelsey?”
I whimper at his suggestion and the way he wraps his fingers around my throat.“No, Sir.”My voice is weak.
