Bad Bad Girl

I looked down and nodded. “Yes.”

“Now stand up and remove your clothing,” Caine ordered again in a firm but loving voice.

I stood and began to remove my clothing as quickly as I could. My hands were shaking, and I was starting to feel dizzy. All the different emotions flooding in were so confusing. How could I be scared and excited at the same time? How could I be nervous but aroused? How could I feel so much love as I undressed to get punished by Caine? I had no idea what the answers were, but I did know I had secretly been waiting for this day.

I removed the last of my clothing and stood fully nude waiting for Caine to direct me as to what to do next.

“Come here and place your body over my lap,” Caine stated firmly.

I walked over, and without pausing, did exactly as he asked. I felt a rush of arousal overcome me as I felt his muscled thighs press against my nude body. Caine positioned me so my bottom was perched high and on display. He nudged my legs apart and began to rub my bottom. I was so turned on that I wanted to beg him to just fuck me right then and there. Chills went down my body, and I felt moisture form between my legs. Caine traced a finger down the seam of my ass and seductively dipped it into my wet pussy to collect the juices. He then moved his moistened finger to my exposed anus and pressed his finger past the tight entrance. I moaned in pleasure, enjoying the submissive feeling that was coursing through me.

Caine pressed his finger deeper before speaking. “I’m proud of you, Neely. You aren’t putting up a fight or trying to resist me. It seems like you’re already in the mindset to be punished.”

Caine pumped his finger twice very forcefully, making me moan at the sharp erotic pain. He pulled his finger out, leaving me with an empty void. It was instantly replaced with a sharp slap to my ass. I flinched with surprise, not sure how to feel or how to act. Should I act like it hurt even though it only stung a bit? Should I moan and act like it turned me on? Should I beg him to stop, even though that wasn’t what I wanted? I felt so awkward and inexperienced.

But before I could process my emotions, the spanking continued. Caine’s spanks increased in intensity and he made sure to cover all parts of my cheeks. I no longer wondered how to act or sound. My thoughts were focused on the increasing fire building on my ass.

Caine slowed his hand as he spoke. “From now on, you keep your promises. Understood?” He swatted me five more times before asking again. “Understood?” He spanked harder while waiting for my reply.

I squeezed my eyes shut as each blow landed sharply on my fiery behind. “Y…yes, understood!” I tried to squirm away from each spank which only had Caine firm up his grip. I gasped as he landed a blow under my ass in the sensitive sit spot. “Oww, Caine, that hurts!”

Caine replied by simply spanking the other side. He spanked each sit spot two more times before talking again. “Not telling me something or withholding the truth is the same as a lie. If you lie to me again, this spanking will seem like love pats compared to the spanking a lie will get you!”

I couldn’t take it anymore. Each stinging slap on my already sensitive skin was beginning to hurt far worse than I had imagined. Even though I was trying to be good, and trying to submit to the spanking, my body wanted to escape. I moved my hand behind me to shield my butt from the continued spanking. Without pause, Caine simply grabbed my hand and pinned it against my back. Panic sunk in when I realized there was no escape, and I was at Caine’s mercy. I no longer cared about how I looked, or how I sounded, or how well I acted during the spanking. I began to involuntarily gasp and whimper every time Caine’s hand made contact to my stinging behind.

Caine slowed his spanks again before speaking. “You will always have faith in our love! I want you to know I won’t leave you just because I get angry.” He continued to spank as he spoke. “I will spank you, but I will never leave you.”

A flood of sensations was rushing through me. Even though I was feeling pain from the spanking, my heart was full of love. Suddenly tears began to form. It was partly from the spanking, but also because I felt safe enough to let down my wall. The fear of failure, the guilt, and the insecurity was being released with the tears. I no longer could feel each single spank, but instead, just felt a steady pain across my entire backside. Eventually the pain was replaced with a sense of compliance. I no longer needed to be restrained, and I no longer squirmed.