Still wearing my plug we head back to the car outside. It's late, 3am perhaps. You guide me into the car, and get in after me. You guide my head to your lap.
Rest up pretty, your night is not over.
I close my eyes and make myself comfortable in your lap. You stroke my hair until I fall asleep. What seems like only seconds have passed and I feel you lips against my ear.
We're here pretty, wake up.
I sit up, and we step out of the car. We go inside and you sit in a chair, the only chair in the front room. You instruct me to undress, leaving on the pearls, heels and the plug. I comply. You instruct me to the corner.
But...I...
I begin to protest.
NOW, pretty. No questions.
Reluctantly I stand in the corner.
Present yourself to me.
I stand, face to the corner, ass out, bent forward. Palms and forearms flat against the wall. I stand still. My legs aching from the dancing, trembling. Yet, I stay standing.
Such a good girl. Shall I spare you for the evening pretty?
My body is achy. Deprived of sleep, begging for rest, but still... my body begs for your touch, to be used. To hurt for you.
No Sir, do not spare me. Use me at your will.
You smile. Pleased at the thought.
Good girl. Stay. Stand there. Wait for me, do not move a muscle.
You approach me; close but no touch, not yet. You inspect me.
Such a sweet girl. Such a perfect bottom. I'm going to hurt you now, do you understand?
I nod,
Yes Sir, understood.
You run your hand down my back, over my bottom.
Tell me pretty, tell me what's going to happen.
I take a deep breath,
You are going to hurt me now Sir. You are going to hurt me, and even if I cry, my tears won't save me Sir. I will hurt for you Sir.
You smile, I hear your sounds of approval.
Such a sweet girl....
I feel a firm impact on my bottom. I gasp. I feel another, firm. Strong. I clench my teeth and whimper.
You don't get to be shy pretty. Open your mouth.
Another firm hand against my bottom. My cunt wet, wetter with each delicious swat. I gasp out loud. I use my voice. My legs noticeably shaking. My knees begin to bend.
Cum for me. NOW.
My body, reactive to the words, betrays me. I drip, my juices flowing out of me. I let out a loud moan as I feel the impact of your hand repeatedly over my welted bottom. You command me to cum over and over each cum followed by a delicious spank, until my body can't take anymore. I collapse to the ground, cumdrunk, so elated, so blissful.
Such a sweet sweet girl. You've behaved so well for me today pretty. Come. Time for bed.
You help me stand, assisting me to the bedroom. You help me clean up, and lay me in bed. You cover me with a soft blanket & lay close; stroking my hair until I fall asleep.
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The next morning I wake before you. My body sore from the day before. I quietly get out of bed, and head to the kitchen. I start a pot of coffee, and prepare breakfast for you. I arrange it on a tray and bring it to you in bed. The smell wakes you.
Good morning Sir.
I set up your tray. And get down on my knees at the side of the bed while you eat. You smile.
You may eat as well, slave. We have a long day ahead.
I thank you, and return to the kitchen. When you have finished eating I clear your tray and clean up.
As I finish drying the dishes I feel you pressed up behind me. You bend me over the counter, reaching around to touch my hungry cunt.