What? Who’s talking to me? Sir.
“Come here, now.”
I slowly open my eyes. My mind still fuzzy with sleep so I can barely comprehend the command, yet somehow I manage to pull myself from underneath the comforter to crawl over to the edge of the bed where he is sitting. All I need to do is follow his voice.
“You fell asleep on me last night.”
Oh shit! How did that happen? The last thing I remember, he was going to spank me. How did I fall asleep? I was bouncing around in bed and waiting with anticipation. I remember him taking a long time to come back to our bedroom and then that’s it. Fuck!
“Take off your clothes.”
Oh, OK, now I’m awake. I feel a flurry in my stomach as I pull off my panties.
“Why is your camisole still on?”
Top, right…oops. I quickly pull off my camisole and take a deep breath.
“Stand in front of me, close your eyes, and raise your arms above your head.”
I can feel his eyes traveling all over my body and drinking me in. I feel a flush of heat that starts at my cheeks and works its way down. I can feel myself getting wet and my nipples getting hard. I want to peek, but I don’t dare open my eyes. Although, I can’t help the smile that comes across my face as I know I meet with his approval. I hear him exhale and then shift on the bed.
“Stretch out across my lap and raise your ass in the air.”
I reach out, my eyes still closed, as he takes my hand and guides me. I crawl over his lap and lift my ass in the air, as instructed, while I rest on my elbows and knees.
“I tried to wake you, but you were sound asleep. Did you slept well?”
“I’m sorry, Sir. Yes, I had a very good sleep, Sir.”
“I forgive you. Now, be a good girl and don’t move.”
I take a deep breath as he begins to slowly rub both cheeks of my bare ass in circles with his right hand. Oh, that feels sooo…Ouch! He smacks my right cheek with a good whack and then just as quickly I’m smacked on my left cheek. He slowly starts rubbing my ass again, but this time he begins playing with my tits with his left hand. Then the next set of smacks come down a little harder and at the same time he’s pinching my nipples. He begins a rhythm and pattern of smacking and pinching, caressing and rubbing, and in between running his fingers along my now very slick slit. The intensity builds and each set arouses me more, has me squirming and bucking more, and has me wanting so much more.