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“But it—“
He swiftly slapped her thigh, eliciting a loud squeal.
“Tony! What was that for?”
He slapped her again, harder.
“Ow, that hurt.”
“You knew what it was for, then decided to test me.”
As her face flamed red, she dropped her eyes.
“You can pull that crap as much as you want, but I won’t let it slide, and you wouldn’t want me to. Now for some basic rules. Are you paying attention?”
“Yes, Tony,” she murmured, thinking she would climax if he touched her clit.
“Your pussy is my property and strictly off limits. Don’t protest unless you want to feel a bath brush whacking your thighs.”
Just the suggestion sent goosebumps popping across her skin, and though the objection was on the tip of her tongue, she remained quiet.
“Good. Rule number two. No lies. Not even little ones. I’ll find out, and that won’t be good. Rule number three, we’re a team, but I’ll take the lead. You’re immensely talented, but you’re young and inexperienced. Understood?”
“Yes, Tony.”
“Did we talk about calling me Sir?”
“Uh, no.”
“Just as well. When we’re having a conversation like this, or when you’re being punished, you’ll call me Sir.”
“Oh, uh, okay. I mean, yes, Sir.”
As the words left her lips, she felt a fresh flood of moisture between her legs.
“That’s enough for now. I don’t want to overload that brilliant brain of yours,” he said with a grin as he sat on the edge of the bed. “Time to lie across my lap.”
“Yes, Sir,” she breathed, the butterflies in her stomach fluttering in a wild dance.
* * *
WITH HIS COCK ALREADYstiff, he would have been happy to position her on her hands and knees and smack her backside while he thrust, but she needed to be over his lap and feel nothing but the wrath of his hard hand.
Raising his arm and flattening his palm, he began to slap, moving from cheek to cheek, slowly increasing the force and pace of the spanking. When her gasps became squeals and she began wriggling, he paused and pushed his fingers into her pussy.
"You’re so wet, and your ass is a gorgeous shade of red. But is it red enough? What do you think, Heather?”
“I, uh, I think that’s up to you, Sir,” she panted, “but it does feel red enough to me.”
“Excellent answer, but you need a bit more.”
The spanking resumed, his smacks falling faster and with more force. As she began gyrating her hips and begging him to stop, he took a break and began rubbing her stinging skin.
“This was your first proper spanking,” he said softly. “Now you know how it feels and what you can expect. But over the next few weeks I’ll introduce you to some other implements. You’ll come to understand what you’ll face if you cross the line one too many times, or pull another one of your stunts. Any questions?”
“Only one, Sir.”
“I’m listening.”
