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Her shiver thrilled me, and the way she leaned into my body made me hard. I smothered a curse and beckoned for the check, eager to get her to my place. I decided a good, old-fashioned paddling and anal session would make my sassy scientist a sorry little rule-breaker. Bonus: we’d both have a lot of fun.
*
As soon aswe arrived at my apartment, I made her strip down to her panties and kneel by the couch while I got the paddle and lube.
“I want the tour,” she pleaded when I returned. “Your place looks so…beautiful. Don’t you want to show me around before we begin?”
My place wasn’t beautiful. It was a bare-bones bachelor pad, earth tones and chrome, and she was trying to distract me from my purpose. I nudged her chin up using the long, thick paddle. “What did I tell you when we talked on Friday night?” I asked in a stern voice.
“You said…” Her voice trembled. “One last orgasm.”
“That’s right. I said you could have one last orgasm until I got back. But you had more orgasms, didn’t you?”
“Just one.” She shifted on her knees. “It was the butt plug, Sir. It made me horny. You said I had to wear it every night.”
I frowned. “So it was my fault you couldn’t obey a simple directive?”
“Yes. No. I mean…” She sighed. “A bunch of pressure and horniness built up inside me. I’m sorry. But I promise, Iswear, I only orgasmed once. And I was wearing the plug at the time, so it hurt a little bit. I didn’t break that rule about coming when you were hurting me, because you kind of were.”
“I’m kind of going to again, naughty girl,” I said, pulling her across my lap. “But this time I’ll be hurting you with this paddle, and my big dick up your ass. So, you know, feel free to come if you’re able to.”
Ha. I knew she’d be able to. I peeled her panties down her legs and left them around her ankles, then thrust my fingers between her pussy’s folds. They came away soaking wet.
“You can’t control your horniness, can you?” I taunted. “This is supposed to be a punishment for breaking the rules.”
“I know, Sir. I’m sorry.”
“You’re going to be sorrier when I’m done with you.”
I arranged her so her ass was in the air and her hands and toes braced against the floor. “I don’t want any flailing around,” I said. “And no screaming and yelling. This apartment isn’t soundproof.”
The Gallery was soundproof though, and I’d have her screaming and yelling there soon enough. This weekend, if her uniform was ready. I tapped the paddle against her round, luscious ass, admiring her pale cheeks. Her legs trembled as she waited. God, I wanted to mount her that second.No, not yet.
Instead, I gave her a sharp crack with the paddle. She kicked her feet and sucked in a breath.
“Keep those toes on the floor,” I told her. “I’m just getting started.”
She resumed her position, whimpering softly.Crack. Crack. Crack.I left some time between each spank, enough of a pause to make her nervous about the next lick, but not enough to allow for any relief of the pain. Her agonized contortions were beautiful. Each time I brought the paddle down, leaving a bright pink mark, she bucked in my lap and kicked her feet.
“Oh, please,” she said. “Ouch. I’m so sorry.” She whispered the words over and over, but otherwise she kept quiet, expressing her dismay in muffled squeaks and tears. Her glasses fell to the floor and I set them on the end table so they wouldn’t break.
“Had enough yet?” I asked.
“Yes, Sir. Please.”
“It’s too bad we’re only halfway through.”
Her moan went right to my cock, which crept toward the waistline of my pants, hard, thick, ready. I wanted to be inside her so bad, but I also wanted her ass to be stinging like a swarm of bees before I fucked it, so I continued the paddling, alternating from cheek to cheek, occasionally catching her on her sensitive upper thighs. She made tiny, frantic sounds as her pink cheeks deepened to red, but it was from repetition of blows, not force. By tomorrow, she wouldn’t have so much as a bruise.
But she was hurting and squirming, which was perfect for both of us. She kicked so much—even with my reprimands—that her panties flew across my living room. I made her stand while I retrieved them, then ordered her to open her mouth. I balled up the scrap of nylon and shoved it between her lips, then ordered her back over my lap.
She complied, tearful and resigned. From then on, her whimpers and groans were muffled, until, eventually, her ass was paddled scarlet. She must have been in a world of pain, but of course, nothing was more exciting to her. As I put down the paddle, she humped her clit against my thigh.
“No,” I said, smacking her hot ass with my palm. “You’re not allowed to come from rubbing your clit this time. If you want to come, it’s going to be with my cock up your ass.”
I spread her cheeks open with one hand, revealing the tender, unmarked pucker of her asshole. I flicked open the lube’s cap and dripped a dollop of slickness into her crevice. I shoved a finger inside her, so her back arched from the shock. The copious lube had me sliding all the way to the knuckle. I added more lube for good measure, then released her so I could strip off my clothes.
She turned to watch me, looking guilty and lustful at once. Good lord, she was a fucking flirt, with a mouthful of panties, no less.
