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His hand grasped the side of my face, and I closed my eyes as his thumb traced up and down my cheekbone. His grip tightened for the briefest of seconds before he let me go. When I opened my eyes again, I saw him watching me intently and I stared back curiously at him. How was he going to do this?
“Stand up for me, little girl,” he instructed softly.
I don’t really know what came over me then. I felt like I should be fighting this, that I shouldn’t let this grown man spank me for playing with him, but I couldn’t bring myself to. Instead, my body started moving of its own accord, one foot and then the other until I’d climbed off his lap and was standing in front of him. He stood up and moved the chair away from the table a little bit.
It was then that I noticed that it was a straight-backed chair with no armrests.
Perfectly made for a moment like this. Had he planned that?
I blushed even deeper. I couldn’t keep still and fidgeted with my hands in front of me. I tried putting them behind my back, on my hips, crossed over my chest, but nothing felt right. Finally, he reached for my hands and took them in his.
I breathed a sigh of relief.
“Are you really going to… to…spankme?” I blurted out nervously and my pussy clenched hard. Even just saying the word out loud felt naughty. I looked around quickly, wanting to make sure that there wasn’t anyone walking by that might hear and seeing nothing.
“Yes, little girl. I’m going to take you over my knee so that I can deal with you in the way a very naughty little girl deserves,” he assured me confidently.
“I’ve never been…spanked… sir…” I added, having trouble with that single word.
“It will be my pleasure then,” he rumbled darkly, and he pulled me closer to him.
Time seemed to slow to a crawl as he guided me over both knees. I squeaked in surprise as my hands flew forward to catch myself, but I hadn’t really needed to. I was situated over his lap safely with my bottom in the air.
I panicked for a moment, but when the security of his arm around my waist encased me, I remembered to breathe. The fingers of his other hand slid along the bare skin of the backs of my thighs. My skirt had ridden up a little, exposing me and I bit my lip.
I suddenly wanted his hand between my legs more than anything.
He lifted that hand and smoothed it over my bottom on top of my skirt. I sighed, enjoying the delicious feeling of his soft touch and reveling in it.
It felt perfect and I yearned for so much more of it.
“You were quite sassy with me, weren’t you?”
“Yes, sir,” I breathed. My pussy tightened hard with anticipation and my heart pounded so loudly in my chest that it echoed deafeningly in my head.
His fingers slipped back down to the edge of my skirt and very slowly, he began to lift it.
A sudden fresh surge of aroused panic burst through me and I gasped, but he didn’t relent. Instead, he bared my flesh inch by inch. I reached back to try to stop him, and he casually pinned my arm behind my back.
“Sassy girls aren’t spanked over their skirts,” he scolded lightly, and my face felt like it had caught fire. I was thankful for the red curtain of hair that hid me from his gaze. My cheeks probably matched it.
“But…” I exclaimed.
My protests didn’t stop his advance and when the fabric slipped over the lower curves of my backside, I whined out loud. He pushed it up all the way to the small of my back, revealing what was the prettiest pair of panties that I owned.
This was the first time I’d worn them, actually. They’d been a part of a raffle I’d won at a bachelorette party years ago and I’d never had the nerve to put them on until tonight. They were pale orange see-through fabric with embroidered blue and green flowers. They didn’t really leave much to the imagination, but I felt extraordinarily sexy when I’d put them on.
I’d hoped he’d see them, but I really hadn’t imagined it being like this.
His palm smoothed over my right cheek. His hand was so broad. It easily covered one entire side of my ass and that knowledge took me aback.
I sucked in a breath, trying to keep calm. I could feel his gaze focused on me.
“These are very pretty, little girl,” he murmured.
My blush practically tripled. He was looking at me and I hummed nervously as I realized that he was enjoying it too.
“I won’t even need to take them down to see how red this gorgeous little bottom gets after you’ve been spanked,” he observed.
