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As soon as my feet hit the ground, I’m going to knee him in the balls. I swing my legs, trying to do my worst to his stomach in my heels before he yanks one off my foot, then the other.
He then lets me slide down the front of his body. My palm is twitching to do some slapping of my own tonight, but Isaac’s one step ahead of me. I don’t even have a chance to see his face. He’s in complete control of my body as he spins me around and then pushes on my back, forcing me to bend over the rolled arm of the living room chair.
And at the first loud swat of his big strong hand on my ass cheek, I go still. No, not still. I melt on a moan of heady desire. With each slap, more of my anger drains away until I’m nothing but a puddle of lust, wanting, needing the punishment he loves to give me.
“This is your punishment for telling those assholes on that app you liked to be spanked! I’m the only one who gets to lay a hand on you!”
How…how does he know I put that on my profile?
Before I can ask, his palm is striking me again, taking away every thought in my head.
I’m not sure how many more times Isaac spanks me, occasionally providing me with an ongoing list of my transgressions. One for the dress that’s too short, another for the slutty thong. Then he goes into the ones I had no control over, like making him miss my fine ass and filthy mouth so much he fucks his hand every day thinking about them. And then finally, for never letting him inside my sweet, teasing cunt. His words, not mine. Although, it is one of my biggest regrets too.
My thong grows more damp with each and every stinging blow until he’s apparently finished and jerks them down to my ankles.
“You have no idea how fucking sexy you look like this, bent over, ass cheeks bright red, your pussy glistening, begging me to touch it, taste it. Fill it.”
There’s a slight tremor in the town house’s foundation when he drops to his knees behind me. Then his mouth is devouring me from behind. His hands part my thighs as far as they’ll go to give him access to every inch.
His tongue is frantic, licking, thrusting inside of me, swirling around before fluttering madly over that magical spot.
“Oh my god! Yes! Isaac!” I scream into the cushions as my hips begin to grind down on his face, seeking out more contact.
I’m so close. So, so close…when he pulls his mouth away.
A gasp of outrage is all I’m capable of.
When I hear him stand up, I assume he’s leaving, that this is some torturous part of his punishment.
“Please don’t stop,” I beg him, unable to move a muscle as I wait.
“Stop? If I could stop, I wouldn’t fucking be here tonight, would I?” he asks.
It sounds like some sort of riddle that my fuzzy brain can’t comprehend. Then I hear the rattle of his belt buckle, the sweep of it being pulled free from the loops.
That leather snaps at the flesh between my legs, making me cry out.
“You like having your wet pussy spanked too, don’t you, you dirty little slut?”
“Y-yes,” I moan again and again as the leather brushes my swollen, needy flesh until I’m about to burst wide open.
Then there’s something else caressing me between my legs. Isaac’s fingertips glide along my slit from front to back before one presses against my entrance.
“Is this pussy as tight as it was six months ago?” Isaac asks.
Since I’m not sure what he means, I tell him, “I…I guess so.”
“You fucked anyone?”
“N-no.”
“Good girl,” he replies as he slowly pushes that finger inside of me before withdrawing it.
I hear his zipper being undone, and then he’s rubbing the hot head of his cock over my slick entrance. “Hold on,” he orders before he thrusts forward, filling me to the hilt in one move. There’s so much of him I can’t think, I can’t breathe. He’s buried impossibly deep one second, and the next, he withdraws, only to slam into me again.
“So. Fucking. Tight. Perfect. Goddamn.” He punctuates each word with a thrust.
I end up on my tiptoes from the force of his driving hips until his hands on mine hold them still.
