Page 17 of Mr. Petrov


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I shake my head. “I don’t like to give punishment, Imogen. But you did state you liked spanking.”

“I’ve never… I’ve never done that before.”

Good. I want to be the only one to try new things with her, though I don’t think we’re quite at the spanking part yet.

“Would you like me to spank you?”

She nods.

While my interests only include her pleasure from my domination, I will fulfill her request this time. I don’t want to hurt her. The idea is abhorrent to me. But again, I remind myself it’s what she wants.

So, my girl likes pleasure and pain? I grin. Sitting on the couch, pulling her over my knee as I free her bra and toss it on the floor.

Her panties will be my trophy tonight. She won’t be seeing those again.

I lay her across my lap and she grazes past my dick.

If I remove my pants, it’s all over.

“I haven't finished eating your pussy yet,” I mutter in her ear. “So don’t think for a second that I’m done.”

She watches me over her shoulder as I smooth my hand over her plump ass. Fuck me, she’s so beautiful. And needy. She spreads her legs so I can see all of her.

I grip her ass and squeeze it.

“You’re perfect,” I mutter. “Do you hear me?”

“Yes.”

“This ass,” I groan. “Fuck, Imogen. You’re making it very hard for me to keep being a gentleman.”

She turns and wiggles against me, rubbing her cunt over my dick as I give her a warning look. “So don’t be.”

I squeeze her chin and lean forward to kiss her chastely, then I spank her ass cheek.

She yelps and it’s a delicious sound.

“You’re going to count,” I say. “Then I’m going to resume pleasuring your pretty pussy, and this will happen until you remember what I told you to do when you come.”

“Oh,” she cries when I spank her other cheek.

My dick jerks underneath her and I close my eyes and try to focus.

I don’t spank her hard, but I’d be lying if I said that the way her ass starts to pinken immediately doesn’t make me want to shoot my load.

I spank her again and say, “Count.”

“Three. Four…”

I spread her legs, tapping her pussy as she cries, “Five!”

We get to six and she slides her hand over my dick and I almost choke on my own saliva. She works her way under my pants and grips my hard length over my boxer briefs.

I smack her again and she grips my cock harder. “Six!”

Her hot hand touching me feels like electricity, like there is nobody else in the world except the two of us.

“Imogen,” I moan, when my hand brushes against her again.

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