katedreaming: “Take off your skirt, sweetheart,” he says. My head bowed, I unfasten the skirt and le
katedreaming: “Take off your skirt, sweetheart,” he says. My head bowed, I unfasten the skirt and let it drop. I know I’m wet and I’m ashamed. My breathing is ragged. “One more spanking to go.” He smiles at me and pulls me close. I hide my face in his chest and the tears come. He leads me over to his chair, the cold leather one, and takes me into his lap. I don’t resist as he positions me for my spanking. He turns me so that my back rests against his chest, and he opens my legs wide. One over each arm of the chair. I close my eyes.“Watch your spanking, baby.”He hits between my legs. Hard. The sound it makes… I want to disappear. He hits again. “Look how wet you are. So pretty.”His hand keeps coming down. An orgasm grows in my tummy. My thighs tingle. “Oh, no. You’re swollen and red for Daddy.” He stops our special spanking and pulls my legs hard apart. “Are you close?”“Yes, Daddy. So close.” I writhe and cry. “Good girls don’t touch themselves. Keep your legs apart.”I lean my head back against his shoulder and breath through the want. His beard against my face. HIs whisper in my ear.“I know you want to be good. When you feel like you can’t keep your hands away, you have to ask me for help. I’ll spank it better. Now, go get your belt. We’ll make sure it’s extra tight.” -- source link