by Kilted Wookie
She moved into his embrace and felt his hands explore her. As his lips pressed against hers, his right hand gripped her bottom tightly; his fingertips digging into her skin.
She was hungry for him; her body ached, she felt myself grow wetter as the anticipation built.
“Bend over!” he commanded.
Meekly, she complied.
“Count the slaps!”
His firm, strong hand rained down on her; alternating from cheek to cheek as she counted each blow.
“One… Two… Three…”
Tears brimmed in her eyes as he continued.
“Five… Six… Seven…”
Heat burned in her cheeks. She knew my face was as red as her bottom.
“Nine… Ten… E… Eleven…”
She started to sob. The fire in her buttocks spread to her cunt. She could feel the wetness begin to trail down the insides of her thighs. She wanted to feel his thick, hard cock inside her so badly; to have his thick cum filling her with its heat.
“Fourteen… Fifteen… Six… Sixteen”
She could barely continue. Each number was forced from between her lips as her legs struggled to hold her up. She wanted him; needed him more than ever. She’d promise to be good, and she’d mean it too if only he would give her the fucking she craved.
“Eighteen… Nineteen… Twe…Twenty…”
How much more could she endure? The stinging pain felt so good. Her bottom felt so wonderfully sore. Her cunt ached with an emptiness that only he could fill.
She waited for the next blow; a blow that never came. Instead he gripped her hips, holding each one firmly with one of his big strong hands. She moaned softly as she felt the tip of his cock press against her labia, feeling them part as he edged forward.
Seconds passed; long, slow, agonisingly drawn-out seconds as she waited for him to take her. She sobbed with frustration, not knowing if she should beg to be fucked or if begging would deny her the fuck she needed so badly. He was testing her, of that she was certain.
After moments that seemed like an eternity, she felt his grip tighten on her hips. “Good girl!” he said softly as he drove himself into her…
©Kilted Wookie December 2015