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“I won’t question. I’ll just… study the image… carefully.”
“Naughty Daddy!” Esme couldn’t help but say. “Now, you’re normally the one handing out the rules, but today, it’s my job as Lady Luck to make sure you know how this will be played. In this deck are a series of… sexy tasks. Since I am your ever-serving sub, I agree to the whim of the cards. Whatever is printed on these extremely magical items, you have my permission to enact on me.” Her heart beat faster as she saw Rainer’s eyebrow rise.
“What an interesting idea.”
“We will leave my punishment to the whims of the fates.”
The atmosphere was changing, becoming thick with possibility. She looked into his eyes, and he looked right back, holding her gaze, unblinking, completely focused on her.
“Agreed. I won’t hold back, Lady Luck, if that’s what you want.”
“That’s what I demand.”
She shuffled the deck, the big cards difficult to handle, but she managed for Daddy.
Soon, she had five cards. She lay them out on the tarot mat, taking her time with each one, making Rainer wait, just the way he liked to make her wait for her pleasure.
“The two final cards are linked,” she explained. “We need to do this one before this one. Okay?”
He nodded.
“So, Daddy, which one are you gonna turn over first?”
Now, he had the power. This felt good. Comfortable.
For a moment, he hovered over a couple of the cards, making her wait, then, he picked up the middle one, and turned it over. There, in the middle of the card, was a single sentence, written in elegant, looping cursive.
Spank your sub’s bottom five times with the sole of your shoe.
Esme gasped and bit her lip. Spanked with the sole of a shoe. No-one had ever done that to her before.
“Did you stack this deck, Little Girl? Seems like you got lucky with the first punishment.”
“Lady Luck never cheats, Daddy,” Esme said.
“Pull up your skirt, sub,” Rainer ordered, suddenly all business. “I wanna see that perfect ass of yours.”
“Yes sir,” Esme said. She rose from her seat, turned her back to Rainer, and tugged her skirt up. It was tight, and the stockings underneath rode up with it, pulling them tight over the soft flesh of her thighs.
“Good girl,” he said. She felt his hard fingers grip her buttock, and she gasped when he squeezed hard. “Remember, I’m in charge of these punishments. I’m in control of how hard you get spanked, and where precisely I choose to spank you.”
“Yes sir,” she breathed, scarcely able to hide her excitement. In anticipation of a good, hard fucking, she wasn’t wearing any panties, and she felt the wetness of her pussy dripping down her leg.
Rainer gripped her shoulder and pulled her down over the table. Her cheek smushed into the card printed with the spanking forfeit — it was right there, next to her eye. Esme heard Rainer slip off his shoe, and then, a moment later, she felt its cold hardness resting on her bottom.
“You know, if you didn’t love this so much, I’d feel a lot worse about the pain I’m about to inflict on you.”
She didn’t even have time to react before the spanks came. He aimed each one carefully, hitting the top and bottom of each buttock, and then spanking once across the middle, catching half of each cheek perfectly.
It was so fast, so hard, so painful that it took her breath away. It felt a little like being spanked with a paddle, but there was an extra agony in the pattern on the sole of the shoe.
“That looks pretty, Little one,” Rainer said. “Your pale skin’s pinkening up, Lady Luck.”
“My destiny is to serve you, Master.”
“Good. Then pull your skirt down and turn over the next card.”
She did exactly what he asked, wincing with pain as she parked her butt back down on the chair. “Daddy, that feels so good. Why does it feel so dang good?”
