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“I understand, John, please. I’ll get undressed.” Again, she took deep breaths of air to try to quiet her crying when he stopped and soothingly rubbed her aching globes.
In a calm voice, he continued speaking as though nothing had happened.
“Once you’re naked, you’re going to march yourself into our bedroom and pick a corner to stand in. I’ll give you a bit of time to think about what you did to get yourself spanked. Then you’re going to get your first taste of soap before I put you back over my knee for your spanking.”
“John, no,” she cried. “You already spanked me.”
“I spanked you for your refusal to obey me once we got home. Now that it seems you’ve decided to settle down and behave,I mean to punish you for your behavior with the car and your language. When I’ve decided you’ve learned your lesson, I’ll send you back to the corner. Once I let you out of the corner, the argument is over, and we go back to neutral. If you get bratty or snarky with me, I’ll think you need further discipline to bring the lesson home. Clear?”
“Yes, John.”
Mandy tried to get up, but John gently pushed her back down.
“You don’t get up until I tell you that you can,” he said calmly.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t know.”
“I know you didn’t, sweetheart. If I thought you were continuing to misbehave, I’d have gone back to spanking you.”
Mandy felt his hand drift down the crack between her cheeks. As he had the night before, he briefly caressed her back entrance before slipping down between her legs. Mandy pressed her thighs tightly together. The last thing she wanted was for John to realize how incredibly turned on she was. Her clit was practically throbbing, and she was quite certain her pussy was dripping all over him. She knew there was no way he’d miss how stiff her nipples were when she stripped unless she turned her back on him. Somehow, she doubted he’d allow that.
And there it was.
She realized she had fallen for a guy who would make the rules and expect her to follow them. That realization caused her pussy to clench and the swirl of desire in her belly to become a tornado—the final nail in the coffin of her embarrassment.
“Mandy, open your legs for me. When I want to offer you a bit of pleasure before you get spanked or want to check how aroused you are or frankly, just want to cop a feel, you don’t deny me. If you don’t want to, you tell me that. I’ll make the decision about whether I do it, anyway.”
He paused, and she knew if she didn’t comply, he’d only spank her until she did, and the fact was, she desperately wanted him to provide her with some relief. Without saying a word, she relaxed over his knee and let her thighs part naturally, allowing him access.
“That’s my good girl,” he said soothingly as his hand slipped between her legs and found her clit.
She inhaled sharply and wanted to die when he responded with a decidedly self-satisfied chuckle. He rubbed the swollen nub, and she moaned.
“That’s my very good girl,” he said, his voice filled with the same lust that she was feeling.
He played with her little jewel before tracing his finger back to part her feminine folds and delving into her drenched pussy. He languidly pumped his fingers in and out of her as her breathing became erratic, and her body began to climax. She was certain John could feel her balancing on that precipice as he added a third finger and stroked her with increased speed until she tumbled into the abyss of an orgasm that caused her to call his name. He did nothing but let her enjoy the afterglow.
He leaned down and kissed her cheek. “And that’s my best girl.”
While the climax had been a needed release, she realized she wasn’t ready to be done. All his fondling had done was increase her need to feel his cock inside her. Last night, he had taken command and fucked her until she couldn’t think rationally. All she’d been able to do was feel him, and all she wanted was to feel him again.
“John?” she said, feeling a bit confused and still needy.
“I’m right here, sweetheart. You can get up now,” he said as he released her legs.
She stood and tried to turn, but he took her shoulders, not allowing her to turn away.
“You face me when I make you take off your clothes. One item at a time, and you hand them to me. Understood?”
She nodded and leaned down to take her jeans off, then her panties. She was glad, at some point, her boot clogs had come off, and she just had to remove her socks as opposed to having to sit on what was still a heated backside to take them off. She handed the items to John, who put them on the couch next to him. Pulling the long sleeve t-shirt over her head, she gave it to him as well, then unfastened her front-closing bra, slipped it off, and handed it over.
John reached up and traced her areolas, brushing her nipples with his thumbs. She sucked in her breath and arched her back, pushing her breasts closer to him.
“You are the most beautiful, responsive woman I’ve ever known.”
“John?”
“Go into the bedroom, Mandy, pick a corner, and stand facing it. I’ll join you in a few minutes, so we can finish this.”
