"Hey BB,
Driving me crazy all night long with your stories, again...I love the urgent, aching pain of it.
Must talk to you. Please, V.
p.s. Can I sit on your lap?"
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Dear girl, of course you can sit on My lap. Why, in fact, I insist you do. I also insist that you be nude while doing it. So, that way, I can "accidentally" slip My penis into your dripping vagina. But don't cum yet (I know you will, for you always cum before Me) or I'll need to spank you. Uh ohhhh... It looks like you've kept true to form and cum all over My lap again. Naughty girl! Now I will have to spank your tight, little bottom.
Stretch out across My lap, like a good, little girl, would you? Ahhhh, that's soo nice. Can you feel My hand on your bottom? Can you, My sweet? you know what's coming, don't you? But you love this treatment, don't you? Of course you do. you even relish it. you never flinch or clench or shy away. No, My pet, you merely wait for that inevitable first slap on your soft buttock. I hear a sigh of relief escape your mouth as the first blow comes with a resounding *SLAP!* Then another. And another. After the third, I feel you start to squirm on my lap. So, as usual, I slip my free hand between your legs and feel your juices start to flow freely from your sex.
I take a breath through my nose and let My nostrils and mind fill with the glorious scent that is your womanhood. Ahhhh. It recharges My resolve to give you what I desire: What you, yourself, desire – Discipline and purpose. And Love.
With each consecutive spank to your bottom, I feel more and more of your juices flow from your vaginal orifice and run down my thigh, forming a puddle on the floor beneath us. This punishment continues, as it always does, as it must, until its inevitable conclusion.
So, I continue spanking your, now reddened, bare bottom. After each stinging strike I give you a little reprieve by rubbing your buttocks with My soft hands. (The reason My hands are so soft is because, every night, before bedtime, I give you a nice, lotioned, full-body massage. I do this, of course, because it makes our bodies slide so slickly into each other as we make love. And the extra lubrication never hurts for those nights that I crave your tight, oh-so hot, puckered, pink anus!) Each slap gets progressively harder and shorter so it stings, just a little bit more. They also come farther and farther apart. I give you more time to concentrate on the pain/pleasure that you're receiving. But the rubbing of your buttocks becomes harder and rougher, which makes it even more painful. Eventually, it reaches the point where you don't know which is worse: The painful spanking or the constant pressure that My fingers are putting on your assaulted flesh!