Total pages in book: 209
Estimated words: 196085 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 980(@200wpm)___ 784(@250wpm)___ 654(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 196085 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 980(@200wpm)___ 784(@250wpm)___ 654(@300wpm)
“I think I need that spanking.” I forced a half smile as tears welled in my eyes.
“I agree.”
He led me by the wrist toward the side of the bed. My chest tight, my back muscles twisted into knots but my skin tingled and the throbbing in my core told me this was just the beginning.
Adam sat, guided me down, slipping my dress up around my waist as he positioned me over his hard, long legs. The skin on the back of my thighs prickled as my head buzzed and the room closed in around us.
“So, you don’t go to another man’s house without me. And, you don’t ever drink with another man without me. Do you understand?”
I nodded as his fingers grazed the elastic that held up my panties and they slipped down below the curve of my ass. Then he tugged them down my thighs and off my feet. Every nerve ending in my body was on high alert, sending wild signals of fear and arousal over my skin and tingling the outer lips of my already damp pussy.
“Alright, baby girl. Daddy forgives you. And the other thing you should know, is once we’ve settled things, they are settled. Done and dusted.” He finished as the first flash of pain stung on my left butt cheek.
“Oww! Yowza.” My skin erupted in heat as I clenched my teeth as the next strike met my tender flesh.
It was unlike anything I’d felt before. Harsh, hard, hot and powerful. The blood was rushing to my head as it hung low, the tips of my toes bouncing off the soft carpet below.
He delivered four more and I was losing focus.
“Oh my God.” Each smack left a new layer of fire and pinpricks. In the moments of pause, it was as though hot coals rested on my skin. I screamed as each blow came down without restraint on top the last.
My blood heated as it pulsed in my veins, but the shameful tension in my chest and my head was slowly washing away. I closed my eyes, wondering how much I could take.
There was a blissful pause as silence hung heavy between us. I panted and Adam’s slow breathing lulled me into an odd sense of calm.
My hair clung to my damp face as the cool air in the bedroom danced on my hot flesh.
I didn’t try to think. My mind was clear and humming. I teetered there as his palm rested on the hot skin. He circled his palm slowly, easing away a bit of the sting.
“Good girl. It’s almost over.” He hummed and I melted. I was willing to do and be whatever he wanted. Whatever would bring me more of this.
This utter sense of peace.
“Time to finish. Breaks over.” Adam’s voice shook me as another round of swats crashed down, only this time, he delivered them higher, lower, but never on top of where he’d started.
My skin turned from hot into a painful cold numbness that dripped down the back of my thighs. The muscles in my calves tightened and my toes curled.
Soon, it was just the sound of his hand meeting my flesh. So strange how the pain seemed to fold into itself, leaving me feeling floaty and serene as I hung onto the hard muscles of Adam’s lower leg, pressing my welted, crimson behind higher, willing his hand to meet it again and again.
Three more and a euphoria I never expected took over.
When he was done, there was only our breathing. Tears prickled on my cheeks, but honestly, I didn’t remember crying. But, now that it was over, the tiny creeks of tears turned to rivers and I pressed my face against the soft cloth of his pants, knowing how much I loved him and needed him. How much we both needed this.
Never would I have imagined being spanked. It wasn’t something I had ever thought about, dreamed or fantasized about. But, here, laying over the knees of the man I loved, rockets of searing, throbbing pain going deep into my flesh, I knew this was right.
I knew hours of talking, apologizing, and whatever else would never have had the same cathartic impact that Adam’s loving punishment had done in just a few minutes.
The other effect it had was deep and carnal. It glowed inside me like a bloom of new lust that I could only hope Adam would satisfy.
“Good girl, baby. You’re a good girl.”
His strong arms lifted and turned me to face him then guided me to sit on his lap, straddling him. His touch was demanding, wrapping his bulging arms around my waist, grinding his long, hard cock into my soaking slit.
“I’m so sorry. I love you, Adam. I fucked up and…” The tears flowed and I lowered my face to his shoulder as he rubbed my back, gently rocking us together where the heat of our sex connected.