“What—ow, ow!” protested Aria, as the pirate resumed spanking her firmly. “That’s not fair, ouch, stop it!”
Jack continued her punishment. “I’ll stop when I think you’ve learned your lesson.” His hand continued to fall relentlessly.
For Aria, everything had become a whirlwind of sensation. She was fully aroused, and Jack’s treatment of her bare bottom no longer purely painful. The sting of his spanking had somehow also become deliciously pleasurable. She lost all control, a climax building within her, just from being spanked.
“You must— Oh!” Her pussy clenched from a second orgasm. “Oh, Jack!”
“That’s my girl,” gloated Jack, as he continued his punishing blows all across Aria’s naked, wiggling ass.
As the orgasm faded, Aria ceased to struggle, going limp over Jack’s knee and simply submitting to his punishment. She was still squirming slightly but no longer in protest.
Finally, the pirate stopped, resting his hand against the heat of her ass. “Have you learned your lesson, milady, or do I need to continue your spanking?”
Aria was no longer sure of what she wanted. “Whatever you wish, sir,” she murmured.
“A very good answer,” said Jack approvingly. “Well, are you ready to clean up your room?”
Aria’s head came up. “I thought…”
“Yes?”
“I thought we might…well, we might do something else,” said Aria shyly.
“Ah,” Jack laughed. “Well, if you’re a good girl, we might very well do something else. But first you have some work to do.”
From her vantage point over his knee, Aria stared in dismay at the mess of her room. “All of it?”
The pirate patted her bottom. “Well, you are very new to this. How about you make a start at it, to show you’re willing, and then we’ll see.”
“Yes, sir,” said Aria, and, with Jack’s help, rose to her feet. She reached down to pull up her leggings.
“Ah-ah,” said Jack, waving his finger. “No covering that gorgeous ass just yet. In fact, remove the rest of your clothes.”
Aria looked at him for a moment.
“Milady,” Jack growled.
Aria pulled her leggings all the way off. Then, straightening up, she lifted her peasant blouse free, and let it fall to the floor.
Jack gazed at her naked body with frank admiration. “Aria, you are absolutely stunning.”
Somehow, this made Aria blush even more than the fact of her nakedness had. She looked down. “Thank you,” she said quietly.
Jack stood up and took her in his arms, capturing her mouth in a deep and sensuous kiss. One hand went into her lush hair, and Aria gasped as his other hand cupped her sensitive bottom.
She lost herself in the pirate’s kiss, commanding yet gentle. Her body softened as she let him hold her, embrace her, keep her steady. Jack’s tongue explored her mouth, even as she leaned into him and allowed herself to be plundered.
Finally, he broke off the kiss and gazed into her eyes. “You are remarkable,” he said, “and never let anyone tell you otherwise.” Jack stepped back, patting her sore bottom lightly. “Now, time to clean up some of this mess, milady.”
Aria, lost in a maelstrom of conflicting emotions, simply stared at him.
“The broom and the pan are over there,” Jack said calmly, “and the feathers and other mess can be put into the bag.”
“You want me to act like your servant?” Aria said in disbelief, her voice rising.
“I want you to clean up your mess. Or, you can spend more time over my knee until you do.”
Aria looked into his eyes. Jack looked serious, without an ounce of give.
