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“Are you napping?”
“What? No. I almost sat down and did that but figured you wouldn’t appreciate it.”
“And the number of swats would have increased.”
“Yep, that was the main reason. Can I please turn around now?”
“You may and then go on over to the bed. I’m going to get the naughty payment out of the way so we can get to the good stuff.”
“If you wanted to, this could be good too?” Mallory hoped he wouldn’t call her on topping because she really needed to get off.
“Oh, you’re going to like this when it settles in.”
He sat on the bed and patted his thigh. Mallory hated this part. When a spanking was spontaneous, there was no feeling of shame when you were pulled over, and the spanking began immediately. But that was actual punishment, and she didn’t and probably wouldn’t get that, no matter how much Monroe inferred it.
Once she was settled, Monroe massaged and kneaded her butt cheeks to bring the blood up. She knew it helped with bruising and all that, but at this moment, it was just more delay. She wiggled and jumped when Monroe answered with a stingy smack.
“Ow. I was just getting settled.”
“Uh-huh. Don’t add lying to your list. It will double your count.”
“No, no. Sorry, sir. I really was just trying to get things going. I’m jumpy and was hoping that all this tonight would help calm me down.”
“I know, sweetie. It’s why I don’t ping you for topping.”
Damn, he could read her mind. “No, sir. I’m sorry, Monroe.”
“Okay, tell you what. I’ve got this pretty gem tipped place holder I thought I’d use.”
“Place-oh, not a plug.” Another handprint of stinging flesh. “Sir. Please, I don’t like them.”
“Oh? I didn’t see it on your limits as an absolute no. In fact,” he pulled out the sheet he had in the nightstand drawer and went to the section about asses. “Yep, all are marked either yes, or willing to try. Your plug play experience is marked, some experience, willing to try.”
“It was a mistake.”
“So, are you safe wording on the plug experience? It really does enhance the spanking effects, and I think you will love it, but,” he shrugged.
“I’m not safe wording, sir.” He was right. He usually was, and she needed his expertise to bring on some amazing orgasms to take this awful stress away.
“Mallory, are you sure? I’ll be gentle and will make sure you get what you need, but we can try it another night if you need to pass on this tonight.”
“No, sir. I’m good.”
“Positive?”
“Dammit, Monroe, I said it’s fine, now get on with it.” Two slaps landed on her ass. Then he waited. She smacked his calf out of irritated frustration.
He chuckled, and as a way of response, he flipped open the top of a bottle of lube, the sound familiar because she had used lube often enough on her own. She shivered as her bottom cheeks were spread, and cold lube, no, not cold, room temperature, drizzled down into her crack and massaged into her virgin entrance.
Yep, he was her first back there. When they first discussed limits, Mallory didn’t tell Monroe because she didn’t want him to know how much of a novice she had been because she really liked him. He was experienced, looking for someone equally experienced, or at least more knowledgeable than she was.
If she said anything now, he would be disappointed and maybe angry. She would have violated his trust. The trust that, in this type of relationship, was key to staying together. It put the dom in a dangerous situation if he thought one thing and played accordingly, only to find out that wasn’t the case. Not only was it a safety issue, it was much more than that, but Mallory couldn’t tell him now, so she prayed it was as good as he had said.
“Don’t tighten, baby. Remember to try to relax. I’ll be as gentle as I can.” While he spoke, his finger invaded her dark place, and she screeched. He slapped her ass again. “Stop that. This is a finger; you know how this goes. Now no more yelling.”
Mallory didn’t answer, or she might let it slip what she couldn’t tell him. Instead, she concentrated on the sensations she was feeling in her backside. An invading finger that wiggled and gave her an oddly exciting, funny feeling. Tingling engulfed her whole lower region began causing her to release arousal fluid, and she expected more and craved more.
When Monroe pulled his finger out, she moaned. His answering chuckle was followed by the sound of more lube, and before she had fully processed his next move, the plug was sliding in and out of her darkness. She moaned her appreciation for the sensation, the experience, even the fact that he questioned her reticence.
