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“What’s the lesson?”
“To stay away from Joseph Mok.”
Setting aside the brush, I fondle her between the legs. “Did you like the spanking?”
“Not particularly.”
“You did well, though. So now you get rewarded.”
I alternate between sinking two digits into her and rubbing her clit.
“I like what you’re doing now.”
“If I make you feel good, would you take a spanking again in the future?”
She thinks about it. “Would you use a hairbrush again?”
“Maybe. I prefer impact toys like paddles, crops and canes to everyday household items. The cane leaves really nice purple streaks.”
I grope a buttock with my free hand, imagining her ass decorated in black and blue.
“It would also depend on the number of spanks,” she says.
“Don’t worry. We’d work our way up to higher numbers.”
“Higher numbers? Like what?”
“I haven’t counted once I pass a hundred.”
“A hundred?! Are you serious?”
I intensify the masturbating. “I think you could make it there.”
She doesn’t answer. Probably fixated on her impending climax. Except she hasn’t asked to come yet. Which would mean another punishment, but I don’t want to overdo it in one session. I slow my hand. A minute later, she requests permission to come.
“Yes,” I answer, “on my command.”
I step away from her and go over to my bag to retrieve a vibrator. My cock is definitely up for another go. Standing behind her, I rub my tip along her pussy. She feels so good all wet and slippery against me. I tease her clit with my cock before sinking in. She moans as I rock my hips in long, drawn thrusts.
I turn on the vibrator. “When you come, I want you to come hard, got that?”
“Yes. I mean, yes, sir.”
I slap my groin into her still blushing ass before nestling the vibrator against her.
She writhes beneath me. “Oh-my-God-I’m-going-to-come.”
I retract the vibrator slightly. “Hold it.”
She strains and pants. “I…”
“Hold it.”
She goes silent.
I press the vibrator deeper into her. “Now.”
Her body actually started spasming before I gave her the go-ahead, but it was close enough. She screams into the bed while I slam my way home, the sound of smacking flesh drowned only by the sound of the bed hitting the wall. It feels like sunshine bursting through my body as I pump furiously. Draining myself into her is my highest craving in that moment.
But even though it feels so damn good to empty myself deep within her, I know this same craving will be back. Over and over again, I’m going to have to fulfill this need for her. And except for the times I wished my father were still alive, I can’t remember wanting anything more.
