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Remi turns just a little, so her breast slips into my hand. Close to my neck, she murmurs, “He tried to kiss me last night…”
I turn her around sternly.
“Did you let him?”
She gazes up at me, fear and fascination battling in her face.
“For a minute. Before I pushed him off.”
The flare of rage and envy is so potent, it feels like I could drop my pants and my cock would glow red hot like a poker.
“Take off your top.”
“W-what?”
I say it again, slowly and firmly: “Take off your top.”
She looks at me then crosses her arms, grips the base of her shirt, and pulls it over her head.
Her tiny tits are bare beneath, pierced through with silver rings. There’s just enough flesh to create a curve on the bottom, and a mole like a spot of chocolate on the left breast. Her nipples are firm and brown and stick out from her breasts, giving those tiny tits everything they need to be utterly perfect.
“Hold your hands behind your back.”
Remi clasps her hands at the small of her back as if I still have them pinned. I noticed that in our last session—she likes to obey. This is a girl with MommyandDaddy issues, trying to please the parents that left her holding the bag.
Well, they’re not here.
But I am…and I love to be pleased.
I give her left breast a sharp upward slap. It bounces beautifully, the little brown nipple going painfully erect, a pale pink print in the shape of my palm blooming like a butterfly, punctuated by the mole like a spot of chocolate.
Remi gasps. I slap her again in exactly the same place.
“Ouch!”
“Don’t say ‘ouch.’” I catch her face in my hand and hold her firmly by the chin as I kiss her on the mouth. “Say ‘I’m sorry.’”
I slap her tit again, this time on the other side. I’m catching her in just the right place to make it lift and drop and sting the edge of her nipple.
“I’m sorry!” she gasps.
I slap her again, on the right side to even them out.
“I’m sorry!”
“Not as sorry as you’re going to be.”
I give her tits light slaps with both hands:slap, slap, slapwith my right hand, and thenslap, slap, slapwith my left, back and forth, one side and then the other, until her nipples stand out wrinkled and hard, rosy red on the tips, as her breasts glow pink and swollen. Her rings glint silver-white against all those pretty sunset shades.
Remi struggles to keep her hands clasped behind her back, her cheeks as flushed as her tits. Her eyes go bright and her lower lip trembles.
Slap, slap, SLAP!I give the last one some extra sting, and she cries out, “Jesus! I’m sorry!I’m sorry!”
I’m not even close to done.
I turn her around and bend her over the arm of the couch, yanking down her jeans. Her ass is fuller than the rest of her and paler because it doesn’t see as much sun.
Her pussy is dark like her nipples, a tempting patch peeking between the globes of her ass.
