It’s hard not to wriggle and squirm, because my ass is already burning beyond belief, and the sting is making me want him so badly I could almost come right across his thighs, lying here, without even a touch to my clit. “Are you almost done?” I whimper.
He pushes my thighs apart and slaps his hand right onto my pussy. “I’ll tell you when I’m done. Don’t ask again. Your job is to take what I give. If you ask again, I’ll spank here.” He slaps again, harder, against my soft nether lips, and I almost fly apart.
“Lock,” I beg. “Master,” and I don’t know what I’m asking: Stop, more, please?
“Shush,” he commands. “Lie still and accept your punishment. We still have quite a ways to go.”