The two days between when Jack dropped her off and the weekend dragged on forever, Hanna barely able to concentrate at school. Of course, the flirty and dirty texts Jack kept sending didn’t help. The tenderness between her legs from their wild night together forced Hanna to wear skirts, and even then she couldn’t take a single step without remembering how she got that way. Come Friday afternoon, Hanna couldn’t get home fast enough.
She showered and changed quickly, eager to get out of the house before her Mom got home. Despite the fact she was an adult now, her mother could still be annoyingly over-protective. Hanna didn’t want to face a barrage of questions.
Her pleated, pale purple mini-skirt hung to just above mid-thigh, swinging with every step Hanna took as she hurried to the bus stop, her high-heeled sandals tapping loudly on the sidewalk. Under a loose, sheer blouse, Hanna’s breasts threatened to bounce over the neckline of her fitted camisole. She’d opted to go without a bra to surprise Jack, her nipples already clearly visible through the fabric at the thought of the night ahead. Arriving at his apartment right on time, Hanna took a deep breath and knocked.
“Well, hello gorgeous!” Jack greeted, grinning at her.
“I could say the same to you.”
Hanna tried not to stare and failed. The sight of Jack shirtless, his tanned chest chiseled from his job in construction and his low-slung jeans showing off the top of his pelvic bones was almost too much. Even without the cloud, Hanna felt arousal starting to build between her legs. He stepped back to let her in, holding the door open. Hanna could feel his eyes taking her in as she walked past. As soon as the door was shut, Jack pulled her into his arms.
“I’ve been looking forward to this.” He murmured as his lips descended on hers in a deep, passionate kiss.
Hanna moaned softly, pressing herself against him, her arms going up around his neck. One of his hands trailed down her back and over the curve of her backside to slip under her skirt, fingertips dancing along the edge of her white silk panties. Jack broke their kiss to nibble her ear, making Hanna shudder in his arms.
“These wont be on for long.” He whispered hoarsely, sliding a finger under the edge of the panties. “Maybe I’ll let you put them back on before we go out, but right now I want them off and you over my lap, little girl.”
Jack moved away to sit on the edge of his couch, watching as Hanna slipped the panties down her long, tan legs and tossed them to the side. Trembling slightly with anticipation, she made her way over to him, laying down on her stomach across his lap. She could feel his erection pressing against her stomach through his jeans.
“Good girl. Now, I believe I promised to turn this sweet little ass bright red before dinner, didn’t I?” Jack teased, running his hands over her to pull up her skirt.
“Mmm, yes, Sir, you did.”
Hanna glanced back over her shoulder at him just in time to see his hand come down.
***Thwack!***
Hanna cried out in pain. He may have spanked her in the car, but now that he had the room to move, the first swat was much harder than she expected.
***Thwack!***
His hand collided with the other cheek, eliciting the same response. Jack started slow, building speed little by little. Hanna squirmed in his lap, her hands balled up at her sides, trying desperately not to kick as he turned her bottom bright pink. She’d never felt anything like it before and after the shock of the first few, her arousal began building quickly.
“How do you like that?” Jack asked, pausing to smooth his hand over her heated flesh.
“I…I like it…a lot, Sir.” Hanna panted.
***Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!***
Four hard swats in rapid succession caused Hanna to make a sound somewhere between a scream and a moan, her back arching and pressing her bottom up towards his assault.
“Do you want more?” He paused again, squeezing her cheeks and causing another wave of delicious pain to radiate through her.
“Yes, please, Sir!”
“Say it. Tell me what you want, little girl.”
“Please spank me, Sir! Please, Sir, I need to be spanked!” Hanna whimpered, glancing over her shoulder and giving Jack her best puppy dog eyes.
Hanna rapidly lost count of the swats, her eyes closed as a wonderful, floating sensation took over her body, punctuated by the sound of his hand making contact with her skin. If she’d still been wearing her panties, they would have been completely soaked through. Hanna wriggled and moaned, pressing against his erection.
“You know you’re rubbing my cock when you squirm like that, don’t you, slut?”
***Thwack! Thwack!***
“Yes, Sir!”
“I bet you want me to fuck you.”
***Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!***
“Yes, please, Sir!”
“Hmm, I don’t know if this cute little ass of yours is red enough yet.”
Jack reached up and took a handful of Hanna’s hair tightly in one hand, pulling her head up and forcing her back to arch sharply. With the other, his swats got harder, faster, Hanna clawing at the couch and screaming. By the time he stopped, Hanna’s backside felt like it was on fire, burning and aching, the slightest touch causing her to whimper. Jack gently rubbed her cheeks, admiring his work and giving her a moment to catch her breath.
“I was right, your ass is even sexier bright red. Now, spread your legs.”
Hanna obeyed and Jack ran the tip of one finger across her slit, feeling the arousal coating it.
“Holy fuck, you’re soaked! You really enjoyed that, didn’t you?”
“Yes, Sir.” Hanna whimpered.
“I want you on all fours, over the arm of the couch. Now.”
Trembling from arousal and endorphins, Hanna struggled to obey, hoping he was about to do what she thought he was. When she was in the position he wanted, Jack reached out and cupped her pussy, squeezing, teasing her just a little more. Hanna moaned and pressed back against his hand, her backside aching as she did. She needed him inside of her, but she got the feeling he wouldn’t do that until he was good and ready. Hanna could only hope that would be soon.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/8laufa/claiming_hanna_part_3_mf_ds_teasing_spanking