I feel chastised. Scolded. Punished. It’s exhilarating.
This is what I craved and fantasied about for so long. It just feels like something is missing. Maybe there is a part of me that isn’t able to fully enjoy it like I did last night because he’s bending to what I want instead of pursuing his own desires.
The kiss we shared on the couch. The way his hands moved against my body. That’s what he craves. He wants passion.
“I’ll be back to deal with you in a few minutes.” He walks to the door. “Don’t move your hands from your head, you hear me?”
“Yes, sir.” I nod.
He’s really good at this. It’s a damn shame it doesn’t turn him on the same way it does me. Maybe there’s a way to blend what he wants with my fantasies. I certainly want a whole lot more from him tonight than a spanking, and I’ve already gotten that.
I put a plan together in my head while I stand in the corner like a chastised student waiting on my principal to come back and deal with the rest of my naughty behavior. By the time I hear his footsteps in the hallway, I have every intention of being a whole lot naughtier the second I get a chance to do so.
I’d love to go back across his knee and get every bit of the punishment I deserve, but I have to consider his needs as well. My ass will certainly thank me on the way back to Cedar Grove, even if I do crave the kind of release I got last night.
If I put as much effort into this as he is, then there’s a good chance this won’t be the last night we spend together. I certainly want that. I hope he does too.
The door opens, and Lawson returns. I stiffen my back and push my nose closer to the wall.
“Alright, Ms. Andrews. I hope you’ve had plenty of time to think about what you did wrong.” He clears his throat. “Shall we pick up where we left off?”
“Yes, sir.” I turn to face him and do my best not to smile.
“Well then, get over here.” He sits in his chair.
“You know, Principal Brooks…” I walk over slowly and bite down on my bottom lip as seductively as possible. “You’ve already given me a spanking. I could apologize for the rest of it another way.”
I lean forward like I’m going to assume the position for a spanking but slide my hand up his leg instead. I make it almost all the way to his cock before he grabs my wrist.
“That seems a little inappropriate, Ms. Andrews.” His eyes narrow like he keeps a straight face, but I feel his pants get a little tighter, so I decide to keep going.
“You’ve had a busy day, right? I could get down on my knees…” I make a circle around my lips with my tongue. “I’ll give you a really good apology.”
“You do seem pretty sorry for what you did.” He nods.
“Yes, sir.” I try to bend my knees, but he pulls my arm forward before I can, which causes me to lose my balance.
“I’ll let you apologize all you want—after your spanking is over.” Lawson’s knee breaks my fall, and I’m right back in position.
“But…” I look over my shoulder and whine.
“This is the only butt I’m concerned about.” Lawson gives me a firm smack in the center of my ass. “I’ve already had to give you a spanking for this. You obviously didn’t get the message.”
“No, sir.” I shake my head and whimper.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
Lawson gives me three hard smacks and then his hand lingers. He cups my ass and slides along my inner thigh until it grazes against
my pussy. I immediately shudder. Pleasure shoots through my body like a cannon.
“Now you think an apology is good enough?” He pulls his finger away.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
I try to respond, but before I can, Lawson slides his finger down to my pussy again. He does more than graze it. He goes all the way to my clit and flicks his finger against it a few times. My eyes nearly roll back in my head. It’s never been this sensitive. It feels like I could orgasm in a matter of seconds if he continues, but he doesn’t. I get a slight taste of bliss, and then his finger is gone.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!