"Do you believe me when I say you look beautiful?" I asked.
She shook her head, her face in a pillow.
"But you are, Naya. I'm so hard, baby. Harder than I've ever been. And it's all because of you."
"Really?" Her voice was so small, it crushed me.
I ran a finger down her pussy. "I want to be inside you so bad. But first, I want to…god, baby…." She clenched around my finger, and I lost control of myself and began to devour her pussy. I couldn't help it. She was utterly irresistible. She came as I bit her clitoris, and I held her up, her stomach heaving.
"There, you feel better?"
She nodded into the pillow.
"Good. Now you're ready for a lesson?"
My cock was throbbing, demanding I stop fooling around and give it some release.
She looked at me, lifting her head over her shoulder. "What does that mean?"
I smacked an ass cheek and watched her shocked arousal. "That's what it means?"
I waited.
"Okay. Ah…what was the first one for?"
I raised an eyebrow.
"What was the lesson?" she asked cheekily and now she did smile.
I loved it. I loved that she was enjoying herself.
"The first was because you took too long to get on all fours when I asked you. I'm hoping that won't happen again."
"It won't."
"Good."
She moved her face down on the pillow again and lifted her hips a little, bracing.
I stroked the ass I'd just smacked and then did it again, this time with more force to test and see her limits.
"This one is for calling your scars hideous. We don't do that anymore. Okay?"
She didn't say anything, so I spanked her again.
"You need to answer me, Naya, or I'll keep spanking you and not move to the next lesson."
"Okay."
"Okay, what?"
"I won't call my scars hideous."
"What will you call them?"
I ran my hand over the scars on her back and down her thighs. I hurt for her all over again. The pain she must've gone through and the shame she continued to feel. Fucking hell, I'd fuck that out of her if that was the last thing I did.
"Just scars?" she suggested.