His palm comes down hard on my ass cheek. I draw in a shocked breath and look over my shoulder. He’s staring at me with unbridled lust, like an animal losing its mind in a mating frenzy, like he’s about to mount me and fuck me brainless and raw.
Instead, he spanks me again.
Pain tingles on my flesh, mingling with my desire, and this crazy confusing pleasure blooms between my legs. It hurts, but it feels good, and I don’t know if I want him to stop or to spank me harder.
“What are you doing?” I moan and whimper at him.
“Punishing you.” Another slap and another. Harder each time. It stings on my ass and it’s muted by the panties, but this time he shoves them aside, exposing my bare skin and wedging the fabric in my ass, rubbing it against my pussy.
I bite my lip to stop from moaning as pleasure flares.
He spanks me again and this time it hurts. I cry out and he covers my mouth, shoving two fingers between my lips. I bite him then suck them as he spanks me again and again, the pain and humiliation growing, but alongside is a confusing and overwhelming pleasure. He spanks me, and this time, he pulls my panties, tightening them as they rub against my pussy and I’m gyrating my hips, grinding against the cotton fabric, moaning with his fingers in my mouth, completely pinned and controlled and losing my mind beneath his strong hands.
Another spanking and this time he shoves the panties aside and his fingers slide along my slick folds.
“Fuck,” I gasp as he teases my clit. “Oh my god, Kellen, fuck, you asshole.”
“Tell me to stop,” he says and spanks me hard before pleasuring me again. His fingers are heaven between my legs and I’ve never felt anything remotely like it. The pain of his palm and the utter ecstasy of his fingers mingle to drive me absolutely insane. My brain’s melting and shorting out, and I can’t do much more than tell him he’s a prick, wiggle my hips, and moan, raising my ass like I’m in heat.
His fingers slide into my mouth again and I roll my tongue around, sucking them and thinking about his thick cock in my throat as he spanks and rubs my clit, and the pressure’s building wildly. He pulls my hair then and buries his mouth on mine like he’s unable to stop himself. I see the uncontrolled intensity in his eyes and realize he didn’t mean for this to go so far. He wanted to spank me and assert his dominance over me, but he didn’t plan on getting me off in the process.
He’s out of control and all because of me.
I drove him to this. My body, my moans. My lips and voice. A man like Kellen must be good at keeping himself under control, but I make him wild.
The thought spurs me on. He spanks me hard, so hard I scream his name, and he buries his fingers deep inside my pussy. It throws me over the edge as he strokes against my G-spot and I come in a wild, intense fury. As I moan, he stifles my sounds with his tongue and lips, stroking me through it, kissing me all the while until I collapse against the cool felt, gasping for breath.
He slides his fingers back out and looks me in the eyes as he licks them clean.
“Don’t disobey me again. I won’t go easy on you next time.”
“That was… going easy?”
He turns and leaves the room. I stay there, panties a mess, dripping wet, head dizzy with pleasure and I wonder… what’s going hard like?
And do I want to find out?