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“Now hold still.”
He took his lube out of his bedside table, squirting a small amount onto his finger to rub all over the anal probe attached to the inside of the panties. Just a thin sheen of lubricant, because it wasn’t as big as the plug she’d been taking, and he wanted to make sure she felt it. She squirmed, waiting, and he smacked her sharply on the ass, making her gasp and then lift her hips again.
Little spankophile.
He’d give her more of those too, once he had the panties on her.
Lining up the dildo and anal probe with her holes, he pushed them in and then pulled the panties up behind them while Lexie gasped in surprise and then wriggled. He gave her another sharp smack on her thigh.
“I said hold still.”
“Sorry, Sir... I just wasn’t expecting... Oh!” She gasped again as he used the remote to turn on the vibrator in her pussy. Very low setting.
“Stay in position, Pixie.”
Spanking her wouldn’t be nearly as much fun with the black fabric covering her ass, but that wasn’t quite the point. The point was to heat her up, and that’s what it would do.
He started off lightly, smacking each cheek in turn, alternating between the two and making sure to spread out the coverage. Lexie moaned, resting her head on her hands as her body undulated, always ending with her bottom rising, asking for more. Gorgeous. Even more along the edges of her panties where he could see her creamy bottom turning a delicate pink. Her holes would be clenching around the vibrator and the probe as he spanked her, adding to the sensations running through her body.
With his free hand, he pressed on his cock, assuaging some of his own need for stimulation.
“Do you like the panties?”
“Oh yes, Sir...” she said, looking over her shoulder as he paused in her spanking to hear her answer. “But I’m sure I could like them even more.”
She thought so, did she? Patrick smacked her ass and she turned her head back around, so she didn’t see the sadistic smile spreading across his face. He pushed another button on the remote and heard her soft exhalation as the anal probe came to life within her as well. Also on its lowest setting.
Ten more swats and then she was going to be pleasuring him with her mouth while he continued to play with the remote. He wondered how well she’d like the panties then.
That devious, controlling fucker.
He wasn’t even spanking hard enough to hurt. It stung when his hand landed, but that sting immediately transferred itself into an erotic warmth that did much worse than hurt... it made her want. Want with a desperation that was driving her crazy. In the back of her mind, she remembered Maria talking about Rick’s penchant for orgasm denial, and she had to wonder if Patrick was taking a page from his book.
If so, she’d have preferred a straight up disciplinary spanking.
But that wasn’t what it was about, was it? No, it was about Patrick controlling the scene, controlling her body, her pain and her pleasure. Even when she wanted to scream with frustration, she also didn’t want to disappoint him... didn’t want him to stop. If he actually gave in to any of her pleas, gave her what she said she wanted... would she find that a relief or, deep down, would she be disappointed? Probably the latter. That had happened before, in the past, with one of her other boyfriends.
Man she was twisted.
But at least she was twisted in the same way Patrick was, and he was giving her what she needed even if it wasn’t what she wanted. She actually craved him saying no to her, ignoring her pleas, making her wait for her pleasure, punishing her as he saw fit. It turned her on.
Suddenly his hand came down harder than it had been, smacking against her ass with a loud snap, and she cried out... except it didn’t hurt. Her skin was warmed up, ready, aching for it, and her pussy and ass clenched around the toys in them. Again... oh please... again...
SMACK!
Warmth bloomed and surged, and for a moment she thought she might actually cum. Her clit was so swollen, pressing against the fabric of the panties, unable to get enough stimulation, but just Patrick’s hand against her ass was nearly enough.
Except, somehow, the asshole knew it.
“Good girl,” he said, gliding his hand over her backside, rubbing his hand over her curves, but not giving her what she needed. “Stay in position.”
Lexie moaned, heated and dizzy from the ache that was growing. The toys weren’t doing anything but making her situation worse. Fuck these panties. These panties fucking sucked. If she never wore them again it would be too soon.
Hell, she really would rather go without panties all the time than have to wear these again.
Behind her, Patrick was moving, but she was finding it hard to concentrate on anything he was doing. She was pretty sure he was undressing. Please... oh please, oh please, oh please...
“I do like it when you’re polite, Pixie.”
