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Something about that sentence made her stomach tighten with fear-laced anticipation, even as her pussy clenched with need.
“I want you to tell me when it stops being fun, warm-up hurt.”
“Is that when you’ll stop, Sir?”
“No.”
One word, one simple word but it hit her hard, and her submission rolled over her like a wave.
“This is punishment, not foreplay.Every time your ass hurts for the next two days you’ll be reminded not to insult what belongs to me.”
“And I belong to you.”It wasn’t a question, though it should have been.
His hand slid up to her ass, gripping one cheek.“Yes.The game made you mine.”
The reminder about the game deflated her a little, but she didn’t have time to dwell on it, because Tareq was tugging her panties down around her upper thighs.
His hand skimmed over her bare ass and Nomi’s mouth went dry.
“This is a very spankable butt.You’re going to be sore after this punishment, and I’d like to say I won’t spank you again because of that.”
“But?”
“But this ass is…seriously spankable.”She heard the smile in his voice.
She tensed slightly when he used two fingers and his thumb to push her ass cheeks apart.Cool air touched her anus.She knew he was looking at her there, maybe planning how to use her.
“Next time you need a proper punishment I’ll have some ginger for your pretty asshole.”
“I haven’t been figged in…years maybe…Sir.”
“Then the burn will be a fun surprise.”Tareq let go of her butt cheeks and went back to petting her.
She knew what he was doing.Knew he was gentling her so she’d relax before starting in with the spanking, while also prolonging the anticipation.Knowing what he was doing and why he was doing it did nothing to negate the effects.With each minute that passed, her body softened, the muscles she’d been holding tense relaxing, while she simultaneously wanted to scream for him to hurry up and do something.
His hand lifted from her butt, and then the first swat landed.
He’d taken her by surprise, and Nomi jerked.His hand on her ribs kept her in place.
He’d left behind a good sting, a surface level buzz on her right butt cheek.
The second spank landed on the other cheek, another quick, stinging swat.
“Lovely,” Tareq murmured, his hand back to stroking over her ass.
That was the pattern.Two spanks—one to each cheek—then he stroked her.
Nomi had been worried after his comment about his heavy hand, but while these were certainly nice firm spanks, they weren’t particularly painful.
The painful part was the waiting.She could never quite relax enough to fully enjoy the stroking and petting because she was anticipating the next set of spanks.
“How are you doing?”
“Good, Sir.”
“Nice and warmed up?”
Oh.This was just warm up.“Yes, Sir.”
