“No, hold on.” I shook my head back and forth. “I’m serious. I chose to play the game and I gambled away my Punishment Chip.”
“And I gave it back to you.” Cole forced a smile. “Seriously, don’t even think about it. Toss it in the garbage. I had no intentions of actually hurting you. It was just because of the bet—and how you reacted to the other stuff we did. Ryker called it off, so nobody is getting spanked tonight—or ever.”
“What were the stakes in that bet?” I lifted my head and looked towards Ryker. “Cole said you had to sleep with his sister if you weren’t able to seduce me. What were the stakes here?”
“Heh.” Ryker smiled and looked at Cole. “He had to spend an hour with Mistress Tammy—you might have seen her billboard ad when we were walking around Fremont Street.”
“The, uh, dominatrix?” I raised my eyebrows in surprise.
“Yep.” Cole exhaled sharply. “But like I said, nobody is getting spanked, so we’re all good.”
“Would you have actually made Ryker go through with it?” I looked up at Cole. “The original bet? If you didn’t call it off because you found out I was a virgin?”
“I—yeah.” Cole nodded. “Look, neither of us are very good people. We’re both assholes sometimes.”
“What about you?” I turned my head towards Ryker. “Would you really have sent Cole to get beaten by a dominatrix?”
“I would have paid them to video tape it.” Ryker leaned back and shrugged. “Cole is right—we’re both assholes sometimes.”
So I’m the only one that is essentially getting spared, because they like me.
I realized what I had to do. I played the game, I gambled away my Punishment Chip, and I had to accept the consequences of those actions. I wasn’t ready to dive headfirst into a bare bottom blistering, but I didn’t want to be completely spared. There was something inside me intrigued by the idea of being across Cole’s knee, even if I wasn’t entirely sure I would enjoy it. There was no better time to find out. It wasn’t like I had anyone waiting on me in Tennessee that would ever do it. If I found out I didn’t like it, then I would know the limits of my lust for dominance. If I did—then it would be something new I learned about myself to go along with everything else Vegas had taught me.
“I think I need to go to the bedroom alone with Cole first.” I looked over at Ryker and dropped my Punishment Chip in the middle of the table. “I gambled this away, and I’m going to face the consequence of that decision.”
“Are you sure?” Ryker blinked in surprise.
“Yes.” I nodded and stood up from the table. “Is that a problem, Cole?”
“No.” He smiled and stood. “It’s not a problem at all.”
I followed Cole to the bedroom and he took a set on the edge of the bed. He motioned for me to come to him and I obeyed without hesitating. He grabbed the front of my jeans and unbuttoned them, quickly sliding the denim past my hips. My panties were next. He left them around my knees and grabbed my wrist. With a gentle tug, he pulled me across his knee with my exposed ass in the air. It was a strange position to be in. I felt vulnerable, yet safe. I knew Cole wasn’t going to do anything to injure me, even if he gave me the spanking I earned by cashing in my Punishment Chip. Would I like having my ass spanked? Would I hate it? Would he spank me until I had tears in my eyes? The uncertainty left with a nervous excitement.
“Have you ever been spanked before?” Cole shifted me on his knee and let his hand rest on my ass. “I hear it’s quite common in the South.”
“No.” I shook my head and looked over my shoulder. “My parents didn’t really believe in it.”
“You’re a virgin at everything.” Cole chuckled and nodded. “Well, I’ll go easy on you. If you don’t like it, we can stop. I’ll start with ten.”
SMACK!
The sound of his palm on my ass reached my eardrums before my brain processed the sting. It was immediately followed by another one that landed on the opposite side of my ass. It wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be, and there was a certain allure to it. Being over a dominant man’s knee with my body at his mercy made me tingle when I realized I wasn’t going to run screaming out of the hotel room holding my ass after a couple of smacks. The smacks vibrated through my body and made my pussy tingle each time his hand came down. It was a mixture of discomfort and a hint of pleasure. It wasn’t the same as having his dick buried in my pussy while he slapped my ass during sex, but it was enough to make my pussy get wet by the time the tenth smack came down in the center of my ass.
“How was that?” He rubbed my stinging cheeks and let his hand drift between my thighs to tease my clit.
“It was—interesting.” I moaned and lifted my hips.
“Well, it certainly made your pussy wet, didn’t it?” Cole slid a finger into my tightness and massaged the entrance.
“Yeah.” I felt my breath getting hurried when pleasure coursed through my veins.
“How about ten more?” He pulled his finger out of my pus
sy and let his hand rest on my ass.
“Okay.” I nodded and bit down on my lip. “Maybe a little harder—it’s supposed to be punishment, after all.”
“As you wish.” Cole raised his hand and brought it down hard in the center of my ass.