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“Well, to be honest I wasn’t really watching that. I figured if you fucked it up, I’d just fix it and we’d get to hang out longer. Or if you fucked it up royally, we could have it towed and then I’d give you a ride into town on my Harley.”
She shoved him again. “Sexist pig,” she said, grinning.
He shrugged. “My mama fixed tractors. But like I said, you don’t look like my mama and how lucky did I get to find a fine-ass woman who can also fix an engine? In my experience pretty girls are used to getting by on their looks and not much else. You were a very welcome surprise.”
She reached up and fingered the plate on the collar. “Thank you for this. I really do feel special. Thank you for the gift. All my gifts. I love them.”
He eyed her skeptically. “Then why aren’t you wearing the shoes I bought you?”
“Because they’re $800 a pair and I would kill myself if they got scuffed on your bathroom floor! If you want to see me wear them, then take me to dinner.”
“Did you just wrangle me into a date?”
She crossed her arms in front of her chest. “Maybe I did.”
He raised one eyebrow. “Pet. You’re wearing my collar. You failed to address me properly and you’re covering yourself in my presence.”
She looked down and immediately dropped her hands.
Tex grinned at her. “I’ll give you a three second head start before I take you over my knee and spank that ass.”
Abby’s eyes grew wide. She squealed and sprinted out the bedroom door and down the hall.
“One,” Tex called out. “Two…Three!” He ran after her. She made it to the living room, but he grabbed her easily, cutting her off before she could round the couch and put it between them.
“Oh!” she shrieked as he tossed her on the couch and clipped her wrists together behind her back.
“Too easy,” he declared. “I’ve had more trouble with calves.”
He watched her struggle a bit, getting turned on in the process. He finally sat down next to her, pulled her over him and settled her ass on his lap.
“Yep,” he declared. “I think I like my brand on your ass.” He gave it a light slap and she yelped in surprise. “Now pet, it should be ten for not addressing me properly and ten for covering yourself in my presence. Count out loud for me. And do not clench.”
She shivered and he figured she’d gotten the message. He massaged her ass, ran a finger down her slit and then just when she was starting to get interested, he slapped her hard. She gasped. “One,” she said.
“Louder.”
Slap. “Two!” she cried this time as the blow landed on the other cheek.
He brought his hand down on the back of her left thigh. She squealed. “Three!”
He rubbed each spot and then brought his hand down between her thighs. She was warming up nicely. Another slap to the other thigh. “Four!”
“Why don’t we play a game, pet?”
She wiggled against him. “Sir?”
“I said it should be ten for each offense. But I think I’ll make it easy on you. If you can come before I get to twenty, then we can stop.”
Abby struggled a little. “But…but my hands are tied!”
Tex grinned. “Indeed they are, pet. Indeed they are.”
“How am I going to come? Are you going to finger me?”
He scoffed. “No. Of course not, pet. I’ve only got two hands and one is holding you on my lap and the other is delivering your punishment. Silly, pet.”
“But-”
“Alright,” he said, exasperated. “I’ll give you a head start. Again.”
Abby hesitated. She hesitated for so long Tex wasn’t sure wasn’t going to do anything but lie there and take the spanking. But then she began to move. She laid her cheek on the padded armrest of the couch and slowly started moving her hips. He was mesmerized by the sight of her.
He rubbed his hand on her ass. “There you go, pet. Got it all figured out. Such a smart girl.”
Abby made a soft noise in her throat and ground her clit into his thigh. Watching her hump his leg was one of the most entertaining things Tex had ever had the pleasure to witness. Seeing Abby so turned on that she dropped her inhibitions was always the highlight of their times together. When she was good and into it, he came down with a resounding smack on that gorgeous ass. She jolted.
“Pet?”
“Five,” she panted.
“Better hurry.”
She grunted and groaned and swiveled her hips, trying desperately to get more friction on her clit. God, she was so cute. He brought his hand down twice in rapid succession. Abby could barely concentrate between the stings of the spanking and the loving her clit needed to come.
“Six,” she cried out. “Seven.”
“You’re almost halfway there, pet,” he told her and slapped her thigh.
