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I’m creaming at the thought of him bending me over his knee, spanking my ass. No one has ever done it to me, but which self-respecting woman hasn’t read a few BDSM erotic novels in her time? There is nothing I want more than to have him spank me right now, but I’m not really sure how to ask him. So instead, I just nod in answer to his question.
“Okay, Dollface, in that case, we’ll change up our morning plans a little. First, I’ll spank that ass until it’s just the right shade of pink. After we’re done, I’ll take you out for breakfast instead of making it. We can talk about where you’ll be staying over breakfast. Deal?”
“Oh, yes, Sir!” I quickly answer him.
“Good girl. Now come over here, and stand on your hands and knees for me, Dollface.” I crawl over to where he pats the bed and kneel, waiting for further instruction. His large hand gently caresses my ass, rubbing soothing circles into the skin, warming it. “I’m going to start off slow, baby, if at any point you don’t like the way it feels, or what’s happening, you give me your safeword. This spanking is only supposed to be for fun. Do you understand?” he asks while he continues to stroke my skin.
As much as the idea of getting my first spanking from this handsome man excites me, I’m still nervous. I barely manage to grunt out the ‘Yes, Sir’ he’s waiting for. I know it’s coming when Andre’s hand pulls away. The first stinging slap, accompanied by a smacking sound still surprises me, and I jolt, more from the shock than any real pain. Blurting out the first count, I take a moment to see how I feel. It hurt, I mean, any spank on a bare ass would, but there definitely was an accompanying feeling of pleasure. My pussy contracts around nothing, making me wish I was filled with him, his fingers, anything, really.
The second sting is closely followed by the third directly after I count it out. When we reach the fifth one in quick succession, I can’t help the long, drawn-out moan that escapes me before I manage to sayfive.
“How are you feeling, Dollface?” His voice is tender. A soft caress to my frayed nerves. My body feels like an open livewire. This strange feeling of pain and pleasure is almost overwhelming in the best way.
“I’m so good. It feels good. Don’t stop,” I beg softly. Andre places a kiss on my shoulder before moving back again. He starts peppering my ass again, spacing them out. We fall into a hypnotic rhythm. Six, seven, right cheek, left cheek. Eight, nine, the soft, sensitive skin that meets the top of my thighs. Ten, eleven, right cheek, left cheek. And so it carries on until I croak out a soft fifteen.
I’m so wet, so beyond aroused that all it takes is a gentle whisper of touch to my clit to have me exploding. Coming down from my high, I realise I’m being cradled in Andre’s arms. Sluggishly, I open my eyes and look up into his. My heart melts at the adoration I see on his face.
“You did beautifully, Dollface. Now, let’s get you cleaned up so I can feed you.”
The rest of the morning is spent cleaning each other in the shower before finally getting dressed so we can go out for breakfast. Somewhere between orgasm number three and four, I finally gave in and agreed to move in. I mean, he is my dream man, after all.
- The End
