Delayed
Reaction
by
ilira
The
bad weather and traffic from the airport only adds to the
delay. She twitches sitting behind the wheel; her bottom anticipating
a nice warming for being late. Fault doesn't matter. It is
enough that he chooses to punish her for failure to be on
time. She smiles; glancing at her watch while traffic inches
along.
He
sits in his easy chair, reading. He does not move when he
hears her car pull into the garage. He listens to her struggling
with her bags; still he does not move.
She
appears before him without a word and begins to undress. Her
arms reach up unfastening her hair; letting it cascade down
her back. She shakes it loose around her in a dark lavender
scented cloud. She unbuttons three buttons; pulls her dress
down and steps out of it.
Her
breasts are bare; her nipples are hard and erect from the
chill of the room or perhaps from rubbing against the silk
of her dress. She wears a blue lace corset and light blue
stockings, blue heels. She steps over to him, leaning over
to kiss him.
He
smiles at the heat in her touch. He feels her excitement.
Her body glows. Her breath is shallow. Her heart pounds so
loudly, she thinks he can hear it. His eyes travel down her
body to her smooth shaven pussy. She glistens with wet excitement.
Folding
to her knees at his feet; she raises her ass to receive his
punishment.
He
has missed her; and is feeling generous despite the bad weather
which made her plane late. He pulls her up by the hips and
positions her over his knee. She is thrilled to be over his
knees for her spanking.
He
rubs her creamy white ass with his huge strong hand. He feels
her tremble under his touch. His hand smacks down leaving
a bright pink hand print. Again he smacks; leaving another
palm print on her other pale cheek.
She
softly cries out; her ass stings delightfully. His hands smack
in a rhythm she finds hard to ignore. Her pussy is getting
hotter and wetter the more his hand falls; the more her ass
stings.
His
palm, hot and rough, rub her ass between strikes. She wonders
if his hands sting the way her ass does. His next blow answers
her unspoken question. He is using her favorite wooden hairbrush
to paddle her now red and stinging ass. Between blows, he
brushes her red stinging skin with the bristles of her brush.
Then swiftly changes the touch to slaps and blows.
Pressing
the handle of the brush into her dripping pussy; he inspects
his penitent girl.
She
is very wet. He rubs the extra moisture onto her ass; pressing
the brush handle against her tight ass hole. Then he whacks
her another dozen or so times just to remind her how much
she loves it.
He
feels her body tremble under his smacks. Her crying and sobbing
changes to breathless panting. He knows when she begins to
cum. Her body writhes. Her ass rises to meet each smack.
The
flame red of her ass burns her in time to the hot fire in
her clit and pussy. She can not stop cumming even after he
stops spanking her.
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ilira
is a submissive with several years in D/s. She resides on the
west coast. |
