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My whole body started to convulse. My quiet moans turned into desperate shrieks as I arched against the bed. I closed my eyes, reveling as my pleasure crested into a second harder orgasm that seemed to go on forever. I kept imagining Mason’s hands on my skin and another spasm wrecked me.
By the time it ended, I was a trembling mess. I blushingly pulled my hand from under the covers and pulled them up to my chin as if they could hide what I’d just done. A quiet calm descended over me, and I curled up with my body still sore and my pussy throbbing a little bit less than it had before. I closed my eyes, falling asleep in seconds as more than just the warmth of the blankets embraced me.
* * *
In the morning, I woke up to the sun shining through my window. The curtains were slightly ajar, and I turned away, the light too bright. With a groan, I pulled up the covers over my head. For a while, I just hid there, not wanting to leave the safety of my bed.
Mason would expect me for breakfast, but how could I face him today? Now that the sun was shining and the emotions from the night before had worn off, I was left feeling awkward and shy and so very embarrassed. Would he think something was wrong with me?
I’d touched myself while thinking about the spanking and I’d taken things even further in my own head. I chewed my lip, ashamed. I closed my eyes and my pussy started to throb almost as if it had a life of its own. I groaned with annoyance.
The door creaked open. I stilled, pretending to be asleep when I heard Mason clear his throat.
He’d never come here to wake me personally before. My clit throbbed harder and my bottom tensed. Although I wasn’t sore anymore from my spanking, it was still so recent that it wasn’t hard to remember what it had felt like. That only seemed to make my unwanted arousal even worse.
The floor groaned just a little with his every step as he moved closer to me. The bed creaked as he sat down on the edge of it.
“I know that you’re pretending to be asleep, little girl. Unless you want to eat breakfast with a bright red bottom, you will be ready to eat with me in the atrium overlooking the gardens in an hour. If I have to come up here and get you, you will be spending a significant amount of time over my knee,” he said firmly.
I had to stifle a gasp. I stayed hidden beneath my covers, too shocked and aroused and shy to say anything or even look at him.
“I would like to spend some time with you, little girl. I want to see that pretty smile,” he added, and my heart pounded in my chest.
When I didn’t answer, he stood back up and walked across the room. He paused at the door.
“You have one hour, little girl. Either way, we’re going to have breakfast. The only thing for you to decide is if you’re getting a spanking before we eat,” he said. The door shut and I listened as he descended the stairs. Some of the steps creaked and then all was quiet. He’d probably gone off to his office.
I flipped the covers down with a groan. I replayed his warning at least a dozen times in my head. He hadn’t sounded like he was bluffing and after last night, I was fairly certain that he’d meant every word. I pouted a bit, lying there in bed for several minutes and staring at that door.
My hands reached back and cupped my bottom. Even when I squeezed it, I was no longer sore and for some reason that made me even sadder. With a sigh, I rolled out of bed and made my way into the shower. I turned on the water and slowly stripped off my nightshirt. I stepped under the warm spray and stayed under it a bit longer than usual before I started to wash.
I shampooed and conditioned my hair, but I was distracted the whole time. My nipples were sensitive beneath the water. When I used a loofah to soap up my body, I gasped when I ran it over each one and when I went to wash between my legs, I did it as quickly as possible because my pussy hadn’t stopped throbbing since he’d come into the room.
I’d come twice last night, and it still hadn’t been enough.
I stood under the spray for several more minutes before I made my way out. I toweled off and dried my more sensitive spots very gently. I hadn’t noticed it before, but there was a box on my dresser. I padded over to it and traced my fingers over the pink bow that held it shut.
There was a small note attached to it and I flipped it open.
Cami,
Please wear this for me today. It would make me very happy to see you in it.
Mason
He’d never given me a gift like this before. Sure, I’d done things for him, and he’d paid me for them. He’d given me the bath set, but this felt very different from that. I chewed the inside of my cheek excitedly as I untied the bow. I tried not to rush it, but I wanted to see what it was. I gripped the top and pulled it off.
I gasped at what was inside.
It was a dress. The fabric was a soft cotton blend, but it was the pattern that really left me transfixed. It was a soft pink with roses painted all over it in a watercolor design. When I lifted it from the box, some of the roses left a trail of petals behind, all swirling around the base. It was the kind of dress that could be worn every day or to a special occasion.
I loved it.
I laid it out on the bed and opened the dresser, pulling out a matching lacey dark pink bra and panty set. When I was fully dressed, I bounced over to look at myself in the mirror.
The dress fit me perfectly.
I finished getting ready. I brushed my hair and put just a little bit of lipstick on before I took a deep breath and finally exited my room. I meandered through the house until I reached the room he’d mentioned. We’d eaten in here a few times over the weeks, but I paused in the entryway. I peeked around the corner and fingered the bottom of my dress. I was hidden behind one of the bigger plants in the room, so he wouldn’t be able to see me from the breakfast nook.
