Bad Bad Girl

“What? Why?”

Vance reached for her hand and pulled her toward the room.

“Vance, what kind of trouble do you have in mind?” Coley flirted.

He walked over to the edge of the bed, sat down and pulled Coley so she was standing in front of him. “Coley, I want you to pull down your pants and lay over my lap.”

Coley’s mouth dropped. “What? I haven’t done anything wrong! You can’t spank me!”

With a mischievous smile, Vance replied, “You’re right, which is why this spanking won’t hurt or feel like you’re being punished. But I think we need to get the first spanking out of the way. To work through the initial awkwardness.” Vance placed his fingertips in the band of Coley’s pants and softly caressed the skin underneath the edge of the fabric. “Trust me, Coley.”

“But I… I have been spanked before. I don’t need to work through anything.” Coley’s heart sped up at an uncontrollable rate. A mixture of nervousness and excitement pumped through her body.

“Not by me. Now pull down your pants, Coley,” Vance softly commanded. He pressed his lips to her stomach and lightly licked along the top of her pants.

Coley fumbled with the button to release her of her confines. Not only had she never been spanked in an intimate way, she had never bared her bottom to anyone. The whole process was nerve-wrecking, yet erotic. She looked into Vance’s eyes. He stared with a sensual intensity that sent shivers through her body. Coley lowered her pants and ever so slowly removed her shirt and bra as well. Giving a simple gesture to let Vance know that she was completely willing and open to whatever he had in store. Standing nude before him, she took a deep breath and lowered her exposed body across his lap.

Heat rushed to her face. The act of getting spanked embarrassed her, yet the heat pooling between her legs revealed that the embarrassment soon would be replaced with arousal. His hard thighs and gentle hands, mixed with the anticipation of what was to come, sent a prickling warmth all the way down to her toes. Emotions and thoughts flooded her core. Is this what she wanted? Was she sure that she could really live and embrace this lifestyle? Being over his knee didn’t feel wrong. In fact, it seemed natural as her body waited anxiously for the first contact of his hand on her ass. She waited. She waited for the first step in a new love, a new way of doing things.

“Are you okay, sweetheart? Do we need to slow down?” Vance asked with concern as he stroked his fingertips down the length of her spine to the crease of her ass.

“I’m fine. I really am.”

Vance took the next moment to softly caress her back and slowly lowered his hand until he was rubbing the round cheeks of her bottom. His hand raised and came down with a slight sting. He continued again with another spank before Coley could even come to terms with the feelings flooding her. Vance continued to spank with just enough force and speed to warm up her behind. The spanking didn’t hurt, as promised, but it still was a spanking. Her ass was warm, her body tensed with each swat, and submission took over. The palm of his hand peppered down on every exposed part of her behind. Every time she wiggled to get away, Vance just tightened his grip and held her in place. When she reached back to cover her butt, Vance captured her hand and swatted her harder.

“Ow!”

“Stay still. Don’t try to block or you could get hurt.”

“Funny to say when you are spanking me. It does hurt! It’s starting to sting!” She tried to get up only to realize she had no choice but to remain face down and ass up.

“Yes, Coley. Spankings sting.” He continued to spank her with a little more force than before.

“You said this was just to get me used to it. You didn’t say it would hurt. I don’t want to be punished!

He chuckled as he spanked her sit spots a few times. “Trust me. You’ll know when you actually get a true punishment. This spanking is nothing compared to that.” He spanked her a few more times and then paused, rubbing his hand on her stinging bottom.

Never had she experienced such surrender. She relaxed her body and allowed Vance to be in complete control.

“Roll over on to your back,” Vance commanded in a husky voice.

Coley did as he asked and looked up into his eyes and smiled as her heated backside rested on his lap.

“I want you to touch yourself. I want you to feel how the spanking made you wet.” Vance grabbed Coley’s hand and lightly guided her fingers to the moist, velvet folds of her pussy.