Wearing just my black lace panties and bra, He reached his long arms around both sides of me, and leaned his body against mine. He aggressively forces me over the wooden desk. A lump formed in my throat as he shifted his hips against mine. He dropped his hands from the desk and his fingers up my thighs, up and over the curve of my ass. Goosebumps speckled all over my body.”Mmmm. Such a nice ass,” he whispered into my ear. SLAP! J caught the underside of my ass cheek with his palm. I jumped in surprise and let out a yelp. Stinging was followed by warmth. I love being spanked. “More??” He asked with brows raised in disbelief and slaps me harder this time. I involuntarily bend over and growl at the throbbing. As I slowly recover and straighten my body. With a big smile, “That was so hot that you asked for more.” “Well I could totally take more than that,” I giggle. Before I can blink, He is against me with his hand around my neck, “What did you say? Get on the bed,” he growls through gritted teeth and tosses me by my throat onto the mattress.
“Lay on your stomach,” he orders. I adjust myself, my pulse pounding. “I’m going to spank you hard. Call out the level of pain from 1 to 10.” Peeking behind my shoulder I see him holding a black strap. He is shirtless and the sight is sexy as hell. “Okay.” A few seconds pass before I feel the sharp bite on my right thigh. “Mmmm 4.” I receive a 6 next then a 7. Next, a sequence of stimulating but tolerable 2s. I can hear the strap whoosh in the air before I scream and my leg muscles contract and I tuck my arms and legs towards my stomach as I receive a throbbing 9. “Ow ow ow,” I whine and press my hands over my searing skin, trying to dull the pain. My eyes are teary and I don’t know if I could take another hit like that. Of course he can sense this. My eyes still closed in healing, I feel his warm voice in my hair, “Good fucking girl.”
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