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“Okay,” I manage. “What would you like me to do…sir?”
He crosses to me and sits on the edge of the bed. His rough fingers graze my chin. “You’re such a good girl. But you need this, I think I haven’t played with you enough this week.”
“Did I do something wrong?” I ask.
“No, I’m just easing you in. My absence is never a punishment. If you need punished, you’ll know right away.”
I appreciate his honesty. He rises and disappears into the bathroom and I hear the shower run for a while.
He returns in nothing but a pair of sweatpants. My eyes run over his hard stomach and my sex aches at the way the waistband hangs from his hips. He’s so lean there I can follow the veins down the trail of hair until it disappears.
He goes to the closet and when he returns, he carries a folded square of leather. I pull myself up against the pillow to watch him unfold it. Revealing a set of implements. They look brand new.
“Tonight, I’ll use my hand,” he says. “But I want you to look at those and tell me what you’re willing to experiment with.”
There’s something so confusing and humiliating about vetting the items he’s going to spank me with. I kneel beside them and pick up what appears to be a paddle and run my fingers over the handle. It’s light, but long enough to be laid across my ass. I know in his hand, it’ll hurt.
“Did you make these too?” I ask.
He shakes his head. “I have someone who makes them custom. Nothing I use on you has ever touched anyone else.”
“What do you prefer?”
He cocks his head, picking up a ruler. It looks small in his hand. “I like the riding crop. It’s good for beginners because it sounds worse than it is. The sound of it will get you wet.”
I’m bright red. My stomach flutters.
“You can use it if you want,” I say.
“I will when it’s done. I’m making one for you.”
I run my eyes over the ruler, the hairbrush, the paddle, and the thin switch. I’m unsure what to expect with them, but I’m willing to try each one before banning it.
“I’m comfortable with experimenting with any of those,” I say.
He nods and rolls the leather up. Then he sets it aside and returns to the bed and sits on the edge. His gaze bores into meand I lower my eyes and realize he’s rock hard. I can see his heavy length hanging in his sweatpants.
My mouth goes dry and my pussy does the opposite.
“When I spank you with my hand, it will always be over my lap on the edge of the bed,” he says. “You’ll remove your clothes and lay over my knees. You won’t struggle or fight me. If you’re good, after your maintenance spankings, you’ll get to finish.”
Breathless, I nod. “Yes, sir.”
He extends his palm. “Go on.”
Shakily, I get to my feet. His eyes follow my every move as I tug my sweatshirt off, leaving me in nothing but my panties. My fingers clench as I hesitate. Chewing my lip and waiting for instruction.
“You’ll be spanked without padding,” he says. “Panties down.”
Oh God, I wish I could moan out loud. I push my soaked panties down, hoping he doesn’t see the wet spot.
“Fold your clothes and lay them on the bedside table,” he orders.
I obey and return to him, standing with my hands at my sides. My nipples ache. I know my cheeks are burning. There’s no way he doesn’t know how aroused I am.
“Come,” he says.
His warm palm slides over my hip and he guides me over his lap. I settle my hips over his thighs, realizing he’s too big for me to rest my elbows on the bed. I’m hanging awkwardly a few inches above the quilt. He notices and he pulls a pillow below my chest for support.
