Secrets & Sin (Surrender to Them 3)

My panties were already wet when I started peeling off my jeans. I poured a glass of wine, sipped it, and then let my panties hit the floor. The magazine was filthy, although the images didn’t turn me on nearly as much as the thought of what I would be doing before the night was over. I stretched out on the bed, and started to rub my clit as I flipped the pages. Dante seemed to be taking his time, and I was getting more turned on as I waited, so I had to stop after a few quick rotations. I waited until I finally heard his footsteps on the stairs before I lit a cigarette and started to finger myself a little more. When his footsteps got closer to the door, I closed my eyes and prepared to be caught in the ultimate act of naughtiness.

“Brianna, what the fuck are you doing!?” The door flew open and I heard his voice echo through the room with a growl.

“Oh crap!” I faked surprise and sat up. “You’re not supposed to be home until tomorrow!”

“Yeah, well, I’m here now, and you’re in a lot of trouble.” He slammed the door and walked towards the bed.

The cigarette went in the glass of wine and Dante jerked me off the bed so hard that I stumbled when I landed on my feet. He sat down and slung me across his knee, quickly trapping my arm against the small of my back. His hand started to fall hard and fast, without giving me a moment to prepare. It was harder than the first spanking I got, and not having my panties on for the beginning of it made the sting erupt across my ass a lot faster. I felt the tingle immediately as my pussy was vibrated from the feeling of his hand crashing down on my exposed ass. I squirmed, grinding my clit into his leg as he punished me. It turned me on so much I thought I was going to orgasm before he even gave my ass a pink glow.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

“Naughty girl. Smoking? Drinking? Looking at dirty magazines? You’re going to be across my knee for a long time tonight.” He squeezed his grip on my wrist. “You won’t just be getting my hand, either.”

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

“Ow! What does that mean!?” I looked over my shoulder and feigned confusion, even though I understood what he was alluding to.

“What do you think?” He stopped spanking me and reached over to open the nightstand drawer. “You know exactly what happens when you misbehave like this.”

The paddle was beautiful. It didn’t even look like the same rugged piece of wood I found in the basement. He had sanded it down, stained it with a dark brown finish, and applied a clear coat that made it shine like it was brand new. He shifted me on his knee and tapped it on my ass a few times before he lifted it and gave me the first smack. It sent a sting through me that was almost orgasmic when it mixed with my desires. I arched my back and let out a moan, which probably wasn’t exactly what he was looking for because the paddle came down a lot harder the next time I felt it.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

“Oh god!” I shifted on his knee and rubbed my clit against him even harder. “Ow! Ouch! I’m sorry!?

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“You’re gonna be sorry, that’s for damn sure.” He started paddling me again.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

I wasn’t sorry. I was a long way from sorry. My body was on fire and I could barely feel the pain. I rubbed my clit against him with more fury as the paddle continued to fall. The pressure was intense and it built up inside me so fast I could hardly contain it. I wanted to keep feeling that mixture of pleasure and pain, but I was entranced in my own bliss. My hips shook, my muscles tensed, and then the release rushed through my veins. I started to cum against his leg and he kept paddling me while I orgasmed. I was in heaven and there was nowhere else I would have rather been in that moment. The paddle slowed down as my orgasm subsided, and then he stopped when I slumped forward.

“I guess I made an absolute mess of this fantasy.” I giggled and looked at the wet spot that I left on his leg.

“The paddle didn’t have the desired effect, I suppose.” Dante chuckled and shook his head. “You were supposed to be getting punished, not getting off.”

“I couldn’t help it. You made me wait so long between my spankings that I was in uncontrolled bliss.” I pushed up and Dante helped me sit down on the bed. “Ow, okay—still hurts when I sit.”

“A paddle like this is meant to sting, but it’s not heavy enough to do much more than that.” Dante tossed it on the table. “A real naughty girl would find it quite uncomfortable.”

“Probably so.” I giggled and looked towards the door. “Should we let Shane know we’re done with this portion of the evening?”

“Yeah, I guess so.” Dante nodded and stood.

I stared at the paddle once Dante walked towards the stairs. It was hard to believe I got punished with something that was once used on Abigail Herrington. I felt even more connected to the mysterious woman I was writing a screenplay about. I watched as Shane and Dante walked back into the room. They immediately started removing their clothes and I stripped off my shirt. I could see the lust in their eyes, so I knew they were going to do more than just take turns enjoying my body. Shane crawled into bed first and started to let his fingertips trace my skin. He worked his way down my abdomen and rubbed my clit before going lower and plunging a finger into my wetness.

“Fuck, you already made her cum?” Shane looked at Dante in surprise. “I thought you weren’t going to start without me.”

“I didn’t even touch her.” Dante chuckled. “She did that all on her own.”

Shane turned over and dropped on his back after he had a condom unrolled on his length. I straddle him and grinned when I felt his glans begin to enter my pussy. Dante climbed behind me and started to lubricate my ass with my lust. I was definitely getting both of them at the same time, and it had been a few days since I felt that kind of fury, so I was excited to have them ravage my body. I leaned forward and kissed Shane, slowly moving my hips and forcing his cock to grind against my g-spot. The first orgasm made me even hornier than I was before I felt it, and the feeling was amazing. After I had taken Shane’s entire length several times, I felt Dante begin to push into my ass.

“Oh god, that feels good.” My head went back and I gasped when he drove his cock deep inside my ass.

“We’re not going to make you wait tonight.” Dante growled into my ear as he puled back and gave me another hard thrust.

“No, especially after you started without me.” Shane groaned in pleasure as I descended on his shaft.