She came over to where I was sitting. She was a beautiful young blond girl of no more than 19. As she approached I could see she had blue eyes under eyelashes that were obviously enhanced with makeup. When she closed her eyes you could see the dark green eye liner she used, and it only enhanced the feeling that she was very young, perhaps younger than the escort service had said. 18 years old, perhaps. She had long, blond hair that was pulled back into a single, tight tail and exposing her pierced ears. Both ears appeared to have at least three piercings with studs in them along the upper parts of her ears, and one in each earlobe. Her chest appeared to be medium-sized, with her breasts looking to be perhaps no bigger than a wineglass each.
She was wearing a simple purple slip-of-a-dress that went in a single, thin piece of fabric down from just above her breasts to about six inches above her knees, with no apparent adornment or embroidery at all, and very thin straps keeping it up, running across her shoulders. The girl looked quite provocative in the minidress as she moved. That was because when she moved she made it clear she was wearing no bra under it, as her breasts jiggled freely and her nipples were already hard and protruding from the fabric. And, as I looked for it, I could see no panty-line at all. The dress, in fact, accentuating her nice, small but rounded buttocks as she moved, also clung to her skin in ways that left little to the imagination of what was underneath. So, either she was wearing absolutely nothing under her slip, I decided, or she had on panties that would not show much of a panty-line, such as a thong, or other provocative undergarment. I had seen the dress as it seemed to cling to each butt cheek, and define the crack of her ass with vivid clarity, as she turned back towards the door at the sound of its being closed by my butler.
'Very provocative,' I thought to myself.
When she arrived at where I was sitting on my couch, she stood over me, just to my right. She looked down at me and said, "I have been a very bad girl. Can you punish me?"
I looked up at her from my position on the couch, wearing nothing but the bathrobe I had on, and told her, "Sit on my lap and we will see what you deserve."
She sat down, then, and her ass was set sideways in my lap, on top of my crotch, her legs draped over my right knee and her ass resting on my left. That felt nice, as when she moved she rubbed my bare penis under my bathrobe. She turned her upper torso towards me to her right and I was looking face to face into those beautiful eyes. She was very nervous I could tell, however, lending her a naivetΓ© and innocence in the expression on her face as she looked me in the eyes.
I looked back at her. I took her right arm in my left hand and draped it over my left shoulder. As I moved her closer with her arm I asserted my lips onto hers. She faltered momentarily, but then we were kissing passionately. Her mouth, responding to my probing positively, opened to allow me to enter. I entered her mouth and gently caressed and tickled the edges of her own tongue with mine.
I brought my right hand up to her right breast and felt as beneath the fabric her nipple grew hard against my hand. I cupped my hand around her breast, with the nipple in my palm, and gently kneaded it, playing with the nipple in my palm. I then brought my hand up to her chin, where I ran it back to her neck and tickled at the naked skin around her neck, shoulders and chest, exposed above her dress. I ran my hand down between her breasts and down onto the fabric of her dress where her stomach was. I could feel her extra-soft skin there beneath the fabric and repeated the same light-touch down the side of her dress, feeling for a panty or thong-line.
When I could feel none I could sense that she knew what I was looking for as she adjusted herself on my lap to plant her feet a bit wider apart on the floor and thus spreading them slightly where her minidress and legs met. Her adjustment also pulled her dress up a small notch, so that the fabric skewed upwards slightly from above her knees.
I placed my hand on her exposed left knee and gently applied pressure to push it a little wider. When she responded by opening her legs wider I moved my hand slowly up towards her thighs with my hands on top of her leg. I moved my hand slowly, just barely touching her skin but pushing the fabric of her dress back and up towards her crotch while I continued to passionately kiss her.
She responded by taking her left arm and wrapping it around my head as we continued our French kiss, tongues tickling one another. Hers became more alive and responsive as my hand crept slowly up towards her thigh.
By the time I reached to top of her thigh my hand had gone beneath her dress on her left leg and I felt clearly that there was no panty strap of any type. I used my hand to make sure the fabric would stay back up towards her thighs, exposing her legs almost up to her crotch. I then pushed her left leg apart further, so that her left leg was almost resting on my right knee while her right leg was resting against my pelvis and exposing her entire inner thigh to my gentle probing.
I tickled at the inside of her left leg and ran my finger tips up to her crotch. As I arrived at her crotch I quickly tickled at the joint of her thigh with her crotch, running my fingertips down from top to bottom, just above where her anus was. There at the bottom, beneath her pussy and above her anus, I used one fingertip to tickle in the middle area. I felt her tremble and she pulled out of our kiss partly to gasp. She had no panties on, nor pubic hair, at all.
She responded, our kiss becoming a true exchange of tongue-play, for she inserted her own tongue into my own mouth and played with my teeth, and traced my lips with the tip of her tongue in a light manner that made our kiss that much more passionate and wet.
I pulled back to take a breather. Her weight was starting to get heavy. So, I asked her, "What kind of punishment are you talking about? I sense you are just the type of bad girl I want around."
"I want you to spank me until my ass is red. Then I want you to do whatever you want with me," she said.
So, I told her, "Ok. Bend over my knee."