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"Shotgun, it is," his voice was as low as a murmur. “Are you ready, Vanessa?”
I wasn't. "Yes."
"Do you realize how you displeasedme? After all, it is critical that you know. Isn't it?"
I nodded slowly.
Ethan slapped my ass.Even as the sting of pain overwhelmed me, the slap sent tingling sensations to my pussy.
"Vanessa, I dislike being lied to. You should have informed me."
He spanked me again, this time harder.
"Ethan!" I squealed in pain and pleasure. He didn't stop. Instead, he spanked me repeatedly, pleasuring and causing me pain.
He ignored my screams and continued until I begged him to stop. "Please, Ethan. I'm sorry."
"Not yet, you are not."
He spanked me again, but this time he squeezed my ass. His hands were so close to my pussy that I wished he could slip his fingers inside.
He spanked me one more time before spreading my legs apart.
"You are wet for me, aren't you?" he asked.
I exclaimed as his finger parted my pussy lips, teasing but not slipping in.
"Not quite wet enough."
He reached for the paddle on the table and rubbed the wooden surface of it against my ass.
I held my breath, wondering how much it would hurt.
The first spank hurt more, and tears welled up in my eyes. I blinked them away when I felt his palm rub against my stinging flesh. He slapped me with the paddle again, and as I cried, he soothed me with his palms.
"Get up," he told me after smacking me twice more.
I stood up and watched Ethan reach for and pull a small blindfold over my eyes. I was startled by the sudden darkness, but Ethan wasn't done with me yet.
"Touch your toes, Vanessa."
I bowed to his command, keeping my legs as straight as possible. Ethan ran his fingers down my back, starting at the base of my neck and working his way up.
He came to a halt right at my asshole, and I soon felt a cool lubricant against it. Ethan inserted a medium-sized butt plug into it. The sensation was novel and strangely pleasurable. He pushed the toy deeper into me, and I felt a shiver run down my spine.
I moaned deeply, getting used to the sensation.
"Spread your legs," he ordered. "Touch your toes still."
Ethan gently squeezed my breasts before pinching my nipples.
"You will feel pain," he warned me as he clamped my right nipple. The clamp clung to my hardened nipple. "But you're going to take it." The second clamp was secured.
The pain was sharp and biting. But, despite the fact that it hurt me, it delighted me in ways I couldn't explain.
He reached for a toy while cupping my pussy in his palm.
I could hear the vibrator before I could feel it. He pressedagainst my clit, eliciting soft moans of pleasure from me.
