Sarah obeyed, though the position was very vulnerable and a bit embarrassing.
“Head down,” he said.
She put her head to the floor, leaving her bottom high, her wet pussy and tight bottom hole exposed to his gaze.
William took his time, sliding a finger casually in and out of her clenching pussy. “I should be thrashing this little ass,” he said mildly.
Squirming her hips back and forth, Sarah made her cheeks dance in a way she hoped he found amusing. His little growl of arousal told her that he did, but it also earned her a few hard slaps to both of her cheeks before he plunged two fingers back inside her pussy and started pistoning them in and out, his thumb pressing against her clit as he did.
“Oh! Oh my! Ohhh....” Sarah cried out as he handled the most tender parts of her body with a rough mastery which left her leaking juices and desperate for the bigger, harder, thicker part of him. Before she received his cock, he made sure that her pussy was well prepared, collecting her juices on his fingers and rubbing them against her bottom hole.
She whimpered, but there was no denying him his prize. Slowly and surely, he began to press inside her tight bottom, spreading the muscle with his fingers whilst still keeping two inside her pussy. Penetrated fore and aft by his thick digits, Sarah could do nothing but pant her arousal to the floor.
“Please,” she moaned. “Please...”
“Please what?” He pushed his fingers deeper into her bottom and pussy. “Tell me what you want.”
“Please fuck me...”
He considered that for a few minutes, letting his fingers slowly plunder her holes as he did. “Hmmm,” he said eventually. “I don't know. I don't know if you deserve it.”
“I do,” she whimpered. “Please.”
William's other hand came into play, but not to caress. He reached between her thighs and laid a light slap across her mound and pussy. Filled and now spanked, Sarah moaned and cried out as he began punishing the most sensitive part of her body with quick, crisp swats. He spanked her over and over, until her pussy started to pulse against his fingers as her clit burned. She was being punished, but she was also getting very close to cumming on his fingers.
Before she could cum he pulled his digits out of her bottom and her pussy and then there was nothing to protect her. She was spanked on her bottom, on her upper thighs and across her very wet pussy lips, and she begged for every single stroke. The slaps and swats sent jolts of pleasure through her body, making her a slave to his palm. She was on the verge of climax again when he stopped slapping, slid down from the couch and pressed his cock deep inside her pussy in one long, hard thrust.
“Harrryy!” She cried his name at the top of her lungs as her cunt contracted in a powerful orgasm, which he fucked her through with hard strokes, making her take every inch of his cock. He gave her no quarter and showed her no mercy as he rode her well spanked pussy toward his own climax, taking hold of the hair at the nape of her neck as he thrust.
It was a hard fucking, a fearsome pounding which pushed her through one orgasm and into another almost immediately. Her quivering body, weak from repeated climax, gave way and she went to the ground completely, laying near flat out on the soft carpet as William slammed his cock into her clenching, wet pussy.
He spilled his seed inside her with a roar of triumph, his hips clamping down against her hot ass as he filled her with his load. She could feel him pulsing inside her as his cum splashed her walls, claiming her with his essence.
“Are you alright?” He asked the question when he regained the ability to speak, kissing along her neck to her cheek and cuddling her close, his cock still deep inside her.
“Mhm,” Sarah said, biting her lower lip to hide a cheeky smile. “I think I like shopping.”
Six
As the days drew on and things became more settled, Sarah started exploring the house more and more. The city was off limits and she was happy for it to be that way, but there were all sorts of interesting nooks and crannies she'd not gotten into at home. William's office was something like hallowed space. He'd never actually told her not to go in it, but she hardly ever had except when she was in trouble. Maybe that was why she avoided it, because it reminded her of being scolded and ending up with a very sore bottom.
Eventually though, her curiosity drew her into the room which smelled like William at rest and where a great electronic book was laid out on the desk. What had he spent so many hours doing with that great tablet? He was always tapping away in his spare time, eschewing more engaging entertainment for what seemed to her to be very repetitious and mind-numbing activity.