Secret Indiscretions (Carson Cove Scandals 2)

“Now your bra.” He motioned to me once my dress was on the floor.

“I bet I know what’s after this…” I grinned and started to slowly remove my bra.

The only thing I have left is my panties…

“No, you’re going to keep those on for now.” He narrowed his eyes. “You’ll thank me once you’re over my knee.”

He really is going to spank me—I was beginning to think he was just going to make me strip.

“Is that what I should do now?” I looked at his knee and felt my pussy tingling in anticipation of what was coming.

“Yes.” He nodded and motioned to me.

I walked over to Jon, and he reached for my wrist—then he guided me across his left knee. He shifted me until I was in position, and then he put his right leg across the back of my knees. I suddenly got the feeling that I wasn’t the first girl to be in that position for him because he knew exactly what to do. He even adjusted my waist so that I was bent forward a little more, and my ass was facing the ceiling. The hands that always touched me with so much gentleness were rougher than normal. His fingers traced the outline of my panties, and I thought he was trying to tease me, but then I realized he was just straightening them—so that they were flat across the surface of my ass. I tensed up a little bit, but I was way too turned on to even think about turning back. I asked for a spanking, and it seemed that I was going to get one.

“So, you’ve been a very bad girl, have you?” He patted my ass as he spoke.

“Yeah…” My words hesitated, but I felt a fire inside me stoking to life as I got closer to the moment I had been fascinated with.

“You’re going to get twenty-five on your panties…” He gave me another pat. “Then you can tell me if you’ve been so bad that I need to pull them down for twenty-five more.”

“I…” My breath got caught in my throat. “Okay…”

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

The spanking started without any further warning. Jon’s hand came down on the back of my panties, and it wasn’t gentle—it wasn’t hard enough to really hurt me—it was just enough to leave a slight sting each time it landed. I got one on the right side of my ass, one on the left, and then one directly in the middle—that one stung more than the other two. He followed it up with another quick one on each side of my ass before he paused. I squirmed a little bit, tried to catch my breath, and then his hand started coming down again.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

“Ow…” I groaned when the stinging started to get a little worse, but it didn’t make me any less excited about what was happening.

“This doesn’t seem to be much of a punishment either.” Jon slid a finger down the seam of my panties and didn’t stop until he was against my clit.

“Oh fuck…” My whole body went stiff—the pleasure was so intense I stopped breathing for a moment.

“That’s what I thought.” He pulled his hand away.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

The spanking continued, but the pleasure hadn’t faded from my veins. If anything, the spanking seemed to amplify it. I couldn’t eve

n focus on the sting. The sting was like air being gently blown into the fire that was trying to burn out of control inside me. Somewhere in my subconscious, I must have known that being spanked would turn me on. It was why I held on to the fascination when it was sparked—and I couldn’t even remember what sparked it, to begin with. That really didn’t matter. The only thing that mattered was the depths of my desires that I was discovering with Jon. I wasn’t the only one enjoying what was happening because I brushed against his cock a couple of times when I squirmed, and it was hard as a rock.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

“Five more…” Jon patted my ass. “Then you can tell me how bad you’ve really been.”

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

“Ouch…” I grimaced and squirmed as the last few landed because they were a little harder than the previous ones.

“Alright.” Jon slid his finger underneath the edge of my panties and straightened them. “Have you learned your lesson or do these need to come down?”

“I…” I didn’t even really have to think about it—I knew what I was going to say before he even asked his question. “I’ve been really bad. You should pull them down and keep going.”

“Okay then.” I felt his hand on the top of my panties, and his fingers dug into the silk. “It looks like you’ve got twenty-five more coming.”

My thoughts were spinning when he slid my panties across the curve of my ass and tugged them down to my knees. My pussy was a lot wetter than I realized. I could feel the dampness of my panties once they were around my knees. I felt quite vulnerable once my ass was bare. It was still stinging, and I knew it was going to be stinging a lot more once he gave me twenty-five more. I just didn’t know how to do anything but ask for them because it was turning me on so much that I needed to be spanked.