I had been comparing his cock to another all weekend, jokingly teasing him, implying that it didn’t measure up. “No, not at all, I practically forgot about you,” I immediately regretted my decision to be taunting when he asked me if I had missed him. The sweet, soft, sensuous kisses abruptly interrupted by the pushing force of his hand wrapped tight around my neck. “See, it’s when you say things like this; seems like you’re asking for trouble.” It came with the order to bend over the bed. He leaned in and scolded me, “You have been teasing me way too much lately.” My skirt was pulled down and his hand was smoothing down the curve of my ass when I realized what he was trying to do and shot up out of place. “Don’t spank me. I don’t like being punished. No one punishes me.” “That is exactly why you’ve been so bad lately. You need to be taught. Bend. Over.”
He pulled my arms from their tucked position straight out in front of me and pinned them down at my wrist with one hand. Heart pounding, head racing, I started thinking is this really happening? I’m too cute to be punished. No one ever had the gall to go through with it. My nerves are getting the best of me as he returns his other hand to my ass and leans his face close into mine. “How do you know you don’t like it… if you’ve never done it?” The silence of the room completely shattered by the penetrative, forceful sting of his palm against my skin. Whose cock do you prefer? who do you prefer to suck on? to please, to pleasure, to serve? who do you prefer in your mouth? in your pussy, in your ass? Rapid fire questions, each punctuated with increasingly painful slaps. "Yours. you. you. you. you. It’s always been you."
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