Sophie's Voice (Sex and the Season 4)

“Did you like that, my lady?”

“Yes, my lord. Please. Again.”

Hardwood pinched the other cheek, sending the same spirals of pleasure up and down her leg.

“I’m afraid you might like that too much, Lady Peacock.” Smack! His palm came down on her bum.

“Oh, my lord, yes! Again!”

Smack! Smack! Smack!

“There’s that bright red I want to see.” Hardwood rubbed the cheeks of her buttocks. “So stunning.”

Smack! Smack! Smack!

Prissy clawed her fingers into the brocade of the divan, the pain permeating through her whole body, exposing her, freeing her, until it miraculously shifted into pleasure, leading her toward another explosive climax.

She moaned and groaned into the divan, wailing, begging for more.

Smack! Smack! Smack!

With the last slap, Hardwood shoved two fingers into her wet cunt, and she broke into an incandescent orgasm. For a moment, she seemed to rise above the commotion, looking down at her guests frolicking. Peacock was thrashing Poppea. Fannie and Sarah Nora were eating each other’s cunnies, Angelica was sucking the cocks of both Beaverhausen and Gutenberg, and of course, McHunt, the voyeur, was watching and toying with his own giant cock.

When Prissy finally came back down to earth, Hardwood gently helped her off his lap.

“Can I get you some ointment for your arse, my lady?” he asked.

Prissy smiled at the handsome gentleman. “That would be lovely, thank you.”

She sat, waiting for Hardwood to return with the ointment, and gazed around the room. Beaverhausen, having just erupted all over Angelica’s breasts, walked to Peacock, who had finished spanking Poppea.

“Did Peacock give you a good flogging, my dear?” Beaverhausen asked.

Poppea’s pretty cheeks flushed. “Oh, yes. I enjoyed it immensely.”

Beaverhausen smiled and gave Peacock a friendly pat on the back. “I say, old chap, this is a demmed fine party. Demmed fine indeed.”