Naughty Girls Get **** Part 1
Kneeling in the corner pressing your scented panties against the wall with your nose, you hear the sound of my footsteps approach and sense the warmth of my presence behind you. You shiver in anticipation. As I tap the hairbrush gently against my palm, a quiver surges up from your **** to your
On the dresser, the ticking of the timer stops and a bell sounds. Quiet, yet as loud as a gong. You gasp as my hand strokes your neck then grasps your ear, 'Time for your spanking, naughty girl', my voice is pleasant and deep. I
push the panties you've been holding between your lips with my finger, filling your mouth with your own musk.
Since my phone call this morning, you've been anticipating about this moment so much you've had to change into dry panties. Coyly, you look up at me and **** softly on my finger as it withdraws. Your lipstick leaves a pink smear.
Almost gently, I lead you to the bed, where a pile of lace-trimmed pillows waits. In a trance, you unbutton your blouse and unzip your skirt with shaking hands. Your mouth is dry and you feel faint as I guide you across the pillow mound. You feel my hand lift the hem of your slip and fold it up out of
the way. Your pink tap pants are stretched tightly across your upraised bottom, humbly offered to me, to do with as I will. My hand caresses and kneads each rounded cheek, so soft and gentle and warm. 'Very nice, I murmur, my voice throaty and low now. I can smell your excitement, your sweet perfume, and i ache to feel you kicking and squirming across my lap.
But that will have to wait, the hairbrush will sing its song first.
You lift your bottom anxiously against my hand, 'Please', you gasp, pantie-muffled. You grasp the brass headboard with both hands and turn your face towards me, wordlessly pleading for both punishment and mercy.
You know you deserve to be **** long and hard and you desperately want to please me. I raise the hairbrush and snap 'Present your bottom, missy!' You know there will be no mercy tonight as you arch your back and lift those pretty pantied cheeks submissively for my pleasure. I slowly raise
the brush high and you bite on the pantie-gag and close your eyes.'Bad girls get ****' you hear me say as the brush descends with a lethal hiss.....
Continued in Naughty Girls Get **** Part 2
Oct 29, 13 3:44 PM