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Late Again 4

Late Again 4

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Jo had been summoned.

She knew, from the moment she received the sms, what she was in for. "Rydges South Hotel. Room 221. 1:30pm. Dress appropriately" was all it said, but she knew exactly who and sent it and what was expected of her. She had been out when it arrived, so she had had hurried home from shopping, showered, made herself up and dressed 'appropriately'.

This meant she needed to wear a dark business skirt and jacket, with a tight white blouse, very conservative on the outside. The only hint of something lurking underneath was a black satin choker around her throat, and the black stockings and stilettos she wore. What was hidden from general view, and for his eyes only, was the lacy black half-cup bra - which would become immediately apparent through her blouse on removing her jacket – and the matching boy-leg panties that would highlight the pert roundness of her ass when the skirt came off.

She had dressed, making sure that all the details were right. She knew that wearing something wrong or out of place would displease him, and as much as there were reasons she liked to displease him, she knew that getting the outfit right was more rewarding.

She walked down the hallway, to 221. She glanced at her watch – 1:35pm. "Damn" she thought to herself, "Late...". As she knocked on the door, she smiled to herself, knowing that this definitely would displease him. And if he was displeased, she would be punished. And she knew exactly how that punishment would make her feel...

"Enter..."

His rich, masculine voice beckoned her into the room. Mostly in darkness despite the hour of the day, she closed the door behind her and turned around, her eyes adjusting while they scanned the room for his presence. He sat in a high backed chair in the corner.

"Come closer" he said, the tone of his voice carrying an order more than a request. She walked over to where he sat. He reached over and turned on a desk lamp on the table next to him. He had positioned it to shine directly on her, keeping himself shrouded in semi-darkness while she stood in the spotlight.

"Let's see if you've followed orders so far – take off your jacket". Once again, he issued his order and she complied, as she knew she needed to. She undid the buttons of her dark jacket and slid it from her shoulders, exposing the crisp white blouse, straining under its contents. Under the glare of the lamplight directed on her, it was obvious to him that she had been good, at least so far. The outline of her black half bra was blatantly visible against her blouse, as were her nipples protruding over the top of the cups, noticeably hard from her own excitement.

"The skirt" came the next order, and she reached down her side, undoing the zipper, letting her skirt fall to the floor, then bending ever so slightly at the knees to step out of it and pick it up, discarding it to one side with her jacket. She felt his gaze take in her beauty – her hair loose and seductively disheveled, her breasts high on her chest, nipples erect and proudly pointing out over the support her bra offered. Her blouse fell loosely just past her waist, just barely covering the top of her panties, and her long legs, clad in black nylon stayups, guiding his lustful eyes to her high heels.

"So," he offered, "you have spared yourself any punishment by dressing correctly..."

"Thank you, sir" she replied.

"But" he continued, "you were late...again..."

"Yes sir, I am so sorry sir" she answered

"I thought we may have broken you of this habit last time, but it seems not," he said. "You know what this means?"

As he spoke, he reached down beside the chair, picking up his briefcase and popping the latches. He reached in and pulled out the satin restraints that she had become familiar with over the past few months. He put the brief case back on the floor and waved her towards him. "Come here..."

She came to him, and, knowing the procedure, knelt down before him. She clasped her hands together and offered them up to his lap.

He lifted them slightly, and wrapped a length of satin ribbon underneath, then around, then around again and through the centre, cuffing her wrists together, ending with a large knot. He then wrapped another length around the centre of her wrist restraint and tied this off, leaving it hanging loose from her wrists.

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"Now, over my lap" he commanded. She supported herself on his lap as she stood, moved to the side so she could bend across him, and then stretched her supple body across his knees, her hard nipples grazing his left thigh through her blouse, while her ass rested high on the right side of his lap.

He cupped her panty-clad ass with his right hand, and asked her, "How many minutes late were you?"

"5, sir" she replied, and shuddered...her pain tolerance had always been low, and she knew that with five of his firm strokes coming, she would soon be feeling suitably punished...

"Correct" he answered, and immediately after she felt the harsh sting of his hand as it slapped her cheek, sharply, firmly.

"That's one..."

A second slap followed within moments, harder than the first, this time eliciting a slight gasp of surprise from her throat.

"Two..."

The third fell on her ass - harder, sharper, focused on the same spot as the other two. She felt the sting, felt her cheek redden, bit her lip at the discomfort...

"Three..."

She steadied herself for the next one, taking in a deep breath, but he paused – for a few moments, just long enough for her to drop her guard - and as she breathed out, he struck again...hard and accurate, on the same spot as before...determined, but not violent...and she gasped audibly this time, feeling pain, a tear forming in her eye as the result of his blow stung underneath her brief panties...

"Four..."

She knew the last one was coming, and she knew she always cried, just a little, from the pain...however, below her waist, a different story...she knew, with this final slap, that his hand would linger, and as his fingers wandered to her vagina, he would feel the absolute, panty-drenching wetness that his spanking had caused...and she lay there, trembling across his lap anticipating that moment to come...

It came, and when it did, she almost did as well...the force of his hand on her crimson ass, compounding the pain she already felt, forcing her eyes to well up with salty tears, releasing an erotic torrent of sensation through her vagina walls...she sobbed once, gasping at the power of his punishing hand, and moaned softly, relishing the feeling it brought to her pleasure centres...

"Five..."

And as expected, his hand gently caressed her hot, burning ass through her panties, gently fondling her as cheeks, feeling the full roundness of her behind, working his fingertips around in ever-decreasing circles until they started to graze the soaked patch of underwear between her legs. He centered on it, gradually working his fingers under the sheer wisp of material, until he made contact with her swollen lips, causing her to breathe in sharply at the glory of touch. His fingers found her opening, slick and wet, and parted her lips slightly.

Suddenly, he roughly inserted two fingers deep inside her cunt, causing her to moan loudly at this pleasant intrusion. He moved round inside her, and began pumping slowly in and out of her cunt, coating his hand in her flowing nectar. Then, just as suddenly, he pulled them out, and wiping them on her panties covering the reddened patch of her ass, pushed her off of his lap and on to the floor.

"Stand up...time for you to do what you came here for"

She stood before him, her hands still bound in front of her. He took hold of the length of ribbon hanging down, and led her over to the bedroom doorway. There he stopped, and pulled her hands up over her head. He looped the ribbon through a hook screwed into the top of the door frame and pulled it up tight, her arms up high, her breasts straining over the top of her bra cups, sitting high and firm. He walked back to his briefcase and returned with another length of ribbon, this one as a blindfold.

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"This is to heighten your senses" he told her as he draped it over her eyes, moving behind her and knotting it tightly around her head.

"Now," he spoke softly, "You will feel me loosen and tighten your restraint above the doorway as I need to. I will direct you where I want you, when I want you, understand?"

She nodded, as she savored his words, feeling the wetness between her legs continue to flow as she anticipated his next move...as she always knew, it would be as much about her satisfaction as his.

She felt him moving around her, unsure of the actions he was carrying out. She felt the ribbon being loosened above her hands, and was able to drop them down, until they came to rest on something – a chair. The back of a chair. She suspected what was required next, but did not presume to move until he directed her. He tied the ribbon off again at this new length.

"Put your weight on the chairback. Step backwards until you are full bent over, and spread your legs wide..." he commanded.

She did as ordered, and then felt his hands on her ass once again. "Beautiful..." he murmured, and she felt him shuffle behind her, moving carefully. He slipped his fingers into the waist of her panties, and slowly drew them over her ass, down her thighs until they sat just above her knees. "Spread your legs as wide as you can" he ordered. She did, feeling the resistance of her panties as she stretched them to the limit, positioning her legs as far apart as she could. Then he stopped, his hands firm on her ass, not moving. Moments later, she knew what was to come as she felt the warm caress of his breath on her thighs. He blew gently, the soft warm air creeping up her thighs to her wet, waiting cunt. Her clit twitched as it felt her flow of air, and then, suddenly, the sensation was replaced with the languid movement of his tongue, one long, luscious lick from her clit, all along her tasty wet lips, all the way up to her ass. And then repeated. And then again, his time pausing to force his tongue ever so slightly between her swollen wet cunt lips, tasting just a little more of the juicy bounty contained within...

She felt him lap at her cunt, her moistness increasing with each and every touch of his wet, probing tongue, the lips of his mouth grazing at the lips of her cunt, kissing her gently then firmly, gently then firmly, his tongue forcing its way between them and parting them so slightly, before retracting and caressing her inner thighs, then repeating its delightful intrusion again, over and over. She shuddered at the sensation, reveling in his attention to her luscious vagina, her shudders followed by low moans of approval and encouragement. His actions continued for what seemed like ages, her sensibilities lacking any focus but the feel of the consuming passion he dealt her.

Her sounds of appreciation rose accordingly as his actions became firmer, more directed on her clitoris, then running long, wet lines with his tongue from her clit to her ass and back again, before focusing again on her clit, flicking it firmly with his tongue driving her to heights of enjoyment...she couldn't believe how wonderful it felt, as her orgasm built inside her. She rocked back against him, forcing her ass into his face, using the chair her hands rested on for leverage, as he reached up her body to first cup her breasts through her blouse, and then suddenly and roughly grabbing it by the neckline and ripping it open, exposing her hard, erect nipples to the air. He grabbed at her nipples and firmly pinched both of them, tugging and twisting them knowing it would be what she loved at precisely that moment, tipping her over the edge, the perfect stimulation she needed at the moment to push her rising orgasm into top gear, to cause her body to erupt in delirious abandon...shaking, shuddering, exploding inside her, rippling out from the core of her sex, down her legs, causing her to weaken at the knees, up through her torso, as her breasts twitched violently under his grasp, all the way through to her brain, as bright, overpowering light engulfed her senses as she released herself to her pleasure...

He held her tightly as she came down, supporting her upper body with his firm strong hands, while her lower body, her legs teetering precariously atop her high heels, was virtually supported by her ass buried hard in his face, her thighs resting back on his shoulders. As he felt her regain a modicum of composure, he slowly moved himself from his position as her support until he was able to stand up, and position himself behind her, his hands once again grasping her pert round ass, worshipping its glory, as he licked his lips, tasting the flavor of her around his mouth.

She took in a long, deep breath as she came down from her pleasures, and as she stood there, still blindfolded, still bent across to the chair, she dared to speak, knowing that her request would excite him, but also knowing that it may inspire him to act on it, or to follow another tangent...but she ultimately knew it would result in more pleasure for both of them regardless...

"Darling", she said, "I can feel the heat of your cock as you stand there behind me....Please fuck me now..." she pleaded..."PLEASE take your cock out and thrust it into my wet, waiting cunt...."

He responded, but not in the way she initially expected. A stinging slap to her right ass cheek startled and surprised her, and excited her at the same time. His hand ran across her ass and up her back to her neck, where he grabbed a handful of hair, and pulled roughly on it, pulling her head back. He leaned into her ear, and softly said, "As much as I appreciate your desire to feel me inside you, you know that you only get what I want to give you when I decide you are ready to have it..."

With that, she felt him move away, and moments later she felt the pull of her wrist restraint dragging her back to a standing position as he adjusted the length of the ribbon through the hook, back up to the top of the doorway where he again tied it off, her arms once again raised over her head. His hands touched her waist as he moved around her body, his hands finding their way up from her stomach to her taut nipples, where he lingered, gently flicking and teasing them with his fingers, before leaning in and sucking gently on first one, then the other, his alternating attentions causing her to moan softly at the sensation. His hands caressed her ass as he suckled at her breasts, pulling her towards him so she could feel the hardness of his cock through his clothes.

He grew more and more excited as his actions caused her to moan louder, her sighs of pleasure raising in pitch at the increasing pleasure she felt, as he continued to suck and lick her tits, cupping each one as he forced them into his open mouth, grazing her nipple with his teeth and flicking them with his tongue as he sucked deeply on her mounds. His generous attentions continued for what seemed to her like hours, as she drew more and more pleasure, and rewarded him with her cries of passionate release, driving him on more and more, until he finally slowed his oral assault, once again letting her near-orgasmic into a calm aura of trembling, erotic passion.

He stepped away from her, and she felt him move the chair from the doorway. She heard the sound of his clothes rustling, his belt undoing, his shoes falling to the floor as he remove them, and knew she was close to getting what she had been anticipating since arriving. He came in close to her, and she could feel the touch of his skin as he brushed against her while reaching up to loosen the restraint on the hook. He kept it tight, with her arms still in the air, and moved around her some more until she felt his presence behind her.

"Now", he said, his voice wavering slightly from the stern tone of his earlier commands – she knew he was desperate for her after keeping himself on the edge, drawing his pleasure from her enjoyment of his pleasure/pain mix – "slowly lower yourself back as you feel the restraint let your arms down..." She followed his instruction, knowing from previous times what happening – he was sitting behind her in the chair, his legs wide, his cock hard, erect – and as he let her leash slip thru the hook, her arms still extended upwards, she backed herself into his lap, his hands guiding her hips, directing her on to his waiting cock. She felt it brush along her cunt lips as they made contact, and as one hand left her hip, she felt him maneuver his cock into the opening of her wet and wanton

Slit. Then, in one final moment of release, he let the restraint slip through his fingers, causing her to drop suddenly, impaling herself on his shaft and causing both of them to cry out in exquisite pleasure...finally, she felt his cock inside her, and immediately started rocking roughly into his lap, as her still bound hands fell into her own, with her fingers quickly seeking out her clit, flicking and rubbing it to heighten the already intense pleasure she felt from riding his cock. With each thrust she made downwards, he countered with an equally forceful upward thrust, driving his cock deep inside her, straining to keep on the chair while they fucked violently. As they drove on and on in their passion, he then pulled her hard into him, holding her still, allowing her to grind into his crotch with his cock buried to the hilt within her, then lifting her off and back onto her own feet for support. He stood up, pushed the chair away, and grabbed her by the hands and neck. He forced her hands up against the edge of the doorway for support as he pushed down on her neck, until she was again bent over, her hands almost to the floor, her ass high in the air, her head low and her hair hanging down over her face. He grabbed her hips and thrust his cock deep inside her, causing her to again cry out in pleasure, and continued fucking her with the same intensity as before, feeling her build to near-orgasmic heights over and over again, as the room reverberated with the noise of their frenzied passion...

Amidst the haze of her ecstasy, she knew that she had one more duty in her subservience to fulfill, and as she felt him, hard and full inside her, she reached a point where knew it was time for her to give him the ultimate release that she could, in return for all that he had given her...she took a deep breath between her gasps of pleasure and cried out "Let me suck your cock, my darling..." He drove even harder into her cunt on hearing her request, making her think at first that he hadn't heard her, but then he slowed his pace gradually, pulling out further and thrusting deeply back into her, until he stopped, his cock inside her as far as he could force it, before slowly drawing it out and stepping back from her. He reached out and guided her back to an upright position, as she teetered, unsteady on her feet, balancing her trembling frame in stilettos, her panties stretched but still tight around the lower half of her thighs. He turned her around to face him, still blindfolded, her wrists still bound, and held her hands as she bent, lowering one knee to the ground, then the other, leaning on him for support, until she was able to sit back on her slightly parted legs, her hands lowered to her lap, allowing her to again lightly graze her clit with her fingertips.

He stepped forward until his cock sat, erect and firm, mere inches from her face. She could smell the scent of her own juices mingled with their sweat, and reached out with her tongue, searching the air between her mouth and his cock for a taste of their nectar. He rewarded her effort, his cock firmly in hand, by brushing it across the tip of her tongue, causing her to jump back at the sudden contact, before pulling her tongue back in to her mouth and sucking on the flavor of their sex. He reached down with his other hand to the back of her head and guided her mouth, tongue once again extended, towards his cock. He tilted it downwards, and as she felt the tip brush against her tongue again, she opened wide, allowing him to enter her, her full lips closing around his hardness as it slid into her wet, waiting mouth. He groaned deeply, relishing the sensation of her tight mouth around his cock, and in appreciation of her willingness to satisfy him in this way.

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