"I want to try this," he said, holding the paddle up and looking at it."I want to try this," he said, holding the paddle up and looking at it. "Bend over slightly and put your hands on the hood." I complied and was soon rewarded with a quick smack on my ass. It was just a light smack, but even through the leather mini skirt I felt a warming sting spread over my butt cheeks. He reached up under my skirt and squeezed my cheeks. "Mmmmmmm, nice and warm. This will be fun. Let's go," he said as he stepped back so I could stand and kissed me again. When we arrived at the apartment he pressed me up against the back of the door and kissed me deeply. He kissed and licked and nibbled down each side of my neck and into my cleavage, pressing his body against mine and rubbing his hardening cock against my pelvis through our clothes. "Time to play," he said. "Why don't you show me what you've got on under that skirt and jacket." I stepped into the middle of the room while he settled onto the couch. I began to sway my hips and shoulders, doing a sort of a strip tease, while I unbuttoned my jacket and pulled it off. Then I unzipped the skirt and dropped it to the floor. He smiled. I was wearing a black basque, stockings, and pumps. I ran my hands down my hourglass figure, my palms gliding over the sides of my full breasts, in at my waist, and back out at my hips. I flicked my long reddish brown hair back from my face with a toss of my head and gazed at my love with firey green eyes. This was not a new outfit, since I have a hard time finding lingerie that will fit my large chest, but it was quite pleasing to us both. "Come over here, slut," he said, getting into his Top voice. "Lay your body over my legs and get ready. I'm glad you had enough foresight to skip putting on panties. Now, I'm not sure how hard to spank you with this yet, so we'll start out slow and I'll keep hitting harder until you call out your safe word. |