“Bunny, I’m not mad at you. I’m never mad at you.” I cup her chin and make her look up at me. “I’m holding up my side of our agreement, remember?”
Sometimes Livia needs reminding that just because she’s punished, it doesn’t mean I’m mad at her. It’s not her fault she still thinks this way sometimes. It’s that fuckface’s fault, but we’re working through it.
“Oh, yes. I remember.”
“So what am I feeling?” I ask her.
“You’re not mad, you’re disappointed.” Her brow creases as the agony of that washes over her. Her gaze lands on my belt. Then the zipper of my jeans. She reaches up and runs a finger down it, and I feel it in my cock.
She’s agonized, but still horny.
I’ve been semi-hard since lecturing her at the gym but now I stiffen completely. She reaches up and unthreads the belt from my jeans, and hands it to me. Then she unzips my jeans and draws me out. I give a hiss of pleasure as she takes the head of my cock in her mouth.
“You’re still getting spanked after this,” I say, showing her the belt that’s gripped in my hand.
She looks up at me with big eyes and a mouth full of my cock, and nods. Jesus Christ, that’s a perfect picture of a good little girl. I gather her silky blonde hair up into my fist and start to fuck her mouth. Leather belt in one hand, my girl’s hair gripped in the other as she works her mouth up and down my cock, what a perfect way to end a wonderful year. Wonderful, because I found Livia.
I push deep into her throat and hold it there, counting slowly to three as her eyes grow wide.
Then I pull out. She gasps for air, a thread of saliva between her lower lip and the tip of my cock.
“Good girl, Livia,” I murmur, stroking her cheek. She smiles up at me and licks her lips. I know that look. She really wants to come. “Now go and get ready for your forgiveness.”
Livia goes over to the sofa, pulls her pants and underwear down her thighs and then gets on her hands and knees, her ass in the air.
I go over to her and squeeze her plump flesh. Goddamn, she looks especially incredible like this. “Why am I doing this?”
“To forgive me,” she whimpers into the couch cushion, and wriggles her knees so she pushes her ass into my hand.
We don’t call this part punishment. We call this forgiveness, because it’s the final part of the ritual and she knows I want her to feel good, even when it stings.
“Good girl.”
I lay the belt aside. I want to spank her with my hand first. I love doing this, and so does she. I start gently, giving her a smack, and her shoulders sink further into the sofa. I keep spanking her, increasing the intensity until her flesh is glowing with heat and turning bright red, and she’s moaning with every smack.
“How does your forgiveness feel?”
“So good, daddy,” she moans.
“I’m going to finish with my belt now.”
“Okay, daddy.”
God, her voice is insanely hot when she’s being forgiven. My cock aches to be buried inside her. I wrap the belt around my hand in a loop, test it lightly against my palm, and then position it carefully and stroke it across her ass. The leather against her already reddened flesh makes a pleasing smacking sound, and Livia yelps.
I pause for a second for the stinging to die down, and to draw this part out. I only ever give her three of these so I want us both to enjoy it. I stroke her again, and she yelps louder. Her thighs shake but she holds herself obediently still. Then finally, a third, right across her bright red skin. I drop the belt and lean down and kiss her panting mouth.
“Am I a good girl, daddy?” she asks breathlessly.
“You are, baby. You’re daddy’s very good girl.”
“How good?” she asks, edging her knees open and arching her back. Damn, she’s so horny after her drawn out punishment and forgiveness that she doesn’t even want a cuddle before she comes.
I sit down on the sofa beside her and take her hand. “Get over here and sink down on my cock. I want to hold your red ass while I fuck you.”
Livia does as she’s told, stripping off her pants and straddling my thighs. I grip the base of my cock and tease it against her wet pussy. Then she slides down my cock, tight and delicious and absolutely perfect. I cup her ass as she bounces on me, driving me deeper.
Livia pouts. “Ow, daddy, you made my bottom all red and now you’re squeezing it.”
“You know I can’t resist your cute ass when it’s all hot like this.”