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“Oh, come on. Let me spank this naughty bottom then fuck it. Pretty please?” he said, sliding a finger along the curve of my ass and around my hip. Then he flattened his hand and slid it up my back to rest between my shoulders. “You know you want it.”
“Yeah, I want it. What the fuck’s wrong with me?” I huffed a laugh.
“Oh, Toby. Nothing’s wrong with you. Everything is just right.” He gave my ass a swat, then another. The pain bloomed outward, and I was glad it had recovered fully from the last time. I wondered if Alastair had a plan to keep my bottom in various shades of pink. I couldn’t say that the possibility bothered me that much.
I made a show of struggling, only so he’d grab my wrist and keep me still. I was a horny slut with no shame.
He settled in and started spanking me in earnest. He definitely knew what he was doing.
“Hey, have you done this before?” I asked.
“What? Don’t tell me you forgot?”
“No, I…only want to know if you’ve spanked other guys over your lap. I kinda thought that was our thing, but…you’re really good at it.”
“Am I? That’s good to hear.” He leaned down and whispered, “Only you. I guess it just comes naturally.”
“Or maybe I’m just so naughty it makes it easy?”
“Maybe that, too.”
“So…how do you usually spank guys? If you don’t put them over your lap…”
“Hmm. Well, sometimes I make them stretch their arms up and grab onto something, and I spank them like that. Or over the bench. It’s not so intimate but it’s lots of fun.”
The very thought made me take a breath. “Yeah.”
“You sound interested.”
“I am. Only not right now. I like it this way.”
“I know. So do I,” Alastair said. “Now shush, and take your spanking, little boy.”
“Yes, Sir.”
He leaned close and whispered, “Or do you want to be my good girl today?”
I sighed, “Girl. I’ll be your good girl, Alastair.”
It hurt, but not as much as the ruler had, and I loved squirming on his lap, my cock rubbing against his thigh. Plus, he’d stop sometimes and play with my ass, my balls and my dick…until I was a mess and so desperate I could taste it. And he called me ‘pretty’ and ‘lovely’ and ‘delicate’.
“Do you want to come, Darling?”
“Yes. Fuck, yes.”
“Then do it. Show me.”
Well, if that wasn’t a challenge I was willing to accept. I knew I wouldn’t have a problem, because I was almost there.
“Harder,” I gritted through my teeth, and Alastair whacked me with more force, alternating between my cheeks and making a staccato beat on my bare flesh.
“Oh fuck! Yes, yes, yes!” I cried, bucking against his thigh as I came hard and fast. I moaned as I soaked Alastair’s pants while he laughed and spanked me through it, calling me his ‘lovely, messy girl’.
* * * *
Later, after he’d rubbed me with the Arnica gel and we were cuddling under the sheets, ready for bed, he told me that he’d invited Nigel-with-the-British-Accent over on Saturday afternoon, so I could meet him properly.
“But…why?” I asked, feeling like an idiot but wishing I never had to see Nigel again—or think about the two of them together.
