Her phone buzzes, and she reads the text. "Skirt, no panties, whatever top, no bra. Living room. Ten minutes."
Scrolling through his phone, he waits in his favorite chair for her. He thinks about his shy girl, how his rare delicate flower requires such tender care and attention, but, oh, what a beautiful blossom... just as she appears.
His blushing beauty, light brunette hair, green eyes, and such a beautiful mouth. The mere act of her obedience makes him hard. She sees and reaches down to touch the bulge in his pants. She bends her knees to kneel and suck his cock, but he stops her.
"Not now," he says.
"Lift up your top," he tells her.
She lifts her top, and perky gumdop tipped titties bearing his hickeys jiggle out like little water balloons.
"Good girl. Now, your skirt."
She lifts it up to reveal her smooth bare pussy waxed and always ready for him.
"Good Girl! Let's go get you a new toy."
Excitement swells up in her as scenery swishes by her passenger window. Gspot vibes, rabbits, and veiny dildos along with nipple clamps, butt plugs, and restraints are regularly used in their scenes. Knowing she is getting a new toy and will soon be trying it out... probably in the parking lot before she gets home.., makes her wet with excitement.
So she's is a little bewildered when Sir's car turns into The Kitchen Shop parking lot. She wonders what "toy" Sir would be getting for her in a culinary supply store.
A sales woman approaches them and asks what she can help them find.
"A wooden spoon," Sir replies.
"Do you have a specific use in mind for the spoon you're looking for?"
Sir smiles and nods to the woman on his arm.
"Her," he replies, to which his blushing beauty's face flushes crimson while the sales woman's lips curve into a wry smile.
"Well, follow me, then " she says. "I'm sure we have something to do the job."
She lesds them to a trough full of wooden cooking utensils, and says, "Here you are. I'm sure what you need is here." She looks at Sir and then his blushing beauty who is still flushed with embarrassment, smiles at her and tells them, "Please let me know if I can help you with anything else," and walks away.
Sir picks a little bamboo spoon up, and slaps his hand with it. "Well that's not going to do it," he says and tosses it back.
The whack the spoon makes against his hand arouses her. She knows good girls need spankings. She wants to be a very good girl. Her plump tushy has only received slaps from Sir's bare hand. She likes the red sting, but the thought of feeling smouldering heat from a thick wooden spoon stirs her loins and tingles her pussy.
Sir spies a teak wood spoon, lacquered and shiny with a thick round handle. He swings it in the air and slaps it against his palm staring at his blushing beauty.
"Awww this is the one," he says and hands it to her. She slaps it against her hand and is surprised at the heft and force of the blow. She trusts Sir but feels a little wary about the bruises she could get if his blows aren't measured and controlled. This little fear excites her and the tingling she felt before turns into a drip that trickles down her bare leg.
She laces her arm in Sirs and carries her new toy to the checkout stand. Once in the car, Sir pulls her against him clenches her jaw in his hand and kisses her full and deep. His tongue devours hers, as he slips his finger into her wet fire and rubs her juice over her hard little bean. Finger fucking her for a few moments, he slides his messy fingers out and puts them in her mouth to lick and suck.
"Cum for me," he tells her. Blushing beauty obeys. She rubs her swollen clit and sucks on Sirs fingers until she's quivering with delight... leaving a wet spot on upholstery.
"Good girl," he tells her, puts the car in gear and drives her home to feel her first spanking with something heavier and harder than Sir's hand.
Blushing beauty wafting in the after euphoria of her parking lot orgasm dangles her hand out the window of the car and surfs the wind as Sir drive.. She is sooo horny and wants to touch her wet pussy, but she knows Sir won't allow it. She also really needs a spanking with the wooden spoon he just bought for her.
She puts her hand back inside and rolls up the window. Parting her legs and scooting down some, her skirt hikes up enough to reveal her panti-less pussy. She rubs her juicy mound and dips her fingers inside. When Sir notices, she slurps her fingers seductively.
"Mmmm" she exclaims. "I'm soo horny."
"I see," says Sir, "and what's the rule about touching your pussy?"
"I'm sorry. I know I gave you ownership. My pussy is your property. I didn't ask if I could touch what's yours. I've been a bad girl. Do you have to spank me now?"
"Of course I do. And don't you think I don't know that's exactly what you want." Sir chuckles.
Blushing Beauty slides close and nuzzles up to him. She asks and he lets her caresses the bulge in his pants all the way home.
When they enter the house, Sir tells her to stop at the dining room table and get naked. She obeys, but she's confused. Normally, he tells her to pull her panties down and bend over his lap. She likes to feel how hard his cock gets against her belly when he reddens her ass. This is different.
"Bend over the table, palms flat, and don't move. Tushy to the sky. Let's go."
She does as she's told and feels the caress of the big wooden spoon across her buttocks as she pushes her ass up high. It traces down the seam of her cheeks and up her inner thigh to rub her pussy gently. Then she feels a gentle slap. It stings mildly. It's followed by another gentle slap... another... and another... until it wells into a rhythmic methodic.... slap... slap... slap... slap.. slap... slap... slap...
Sir alternates from right cheek to left cheek spanking her ass... taking his time.. watching her cheeks jiggle while the color of her creamy soft white derriere changes into a bright pink glow. Blushing Beauty's soft sensitive skin contuses so easily that his spankings are administered with slow, deliberate, measured force to minimize bruising and prolong pleasure.
