He loved spanking her and she loved being spanked. He took great care to make sure she felt it in every spot from the top of her thighs to the roundest part of her ass. After her upturned bottom became a pretty shade of light pink, Cameron quickened the speed and force. Kayden knew better than to beg, but she couldn't stop the ooh's and ouch's as the tempo and force continued to increase. When he moved to her thighs and sit spot, the tears began.
Over and over he spanked her. He was consistent and relentless. Each smack was harder than the first. He had been going at it for a while so there was no place that he hit that wasn't sore. By this time, all that Kayden could think of was the pain and regret. She had displeased him and she felt horrible about it. Kayden's cries turned to sobs and it took her a few minutes to calm down and realize the hand part was over. She knew it would make it worse, but she begged anyways. "Please, sir. Cameron. I won't do it again."
She shivered when she felt the cool brush rest against her hot ass. She really did hate the brush. He usually reserved it for when he was incredibly upset with her and Kayden's tears continue to flow freely with that knowledge alone.
"Mm. Yes you will baby, but at least next time you'll think first." And, with that, he began spanking her with the brush. Not only did it hurt, but it was loud which made it worse. Smack after smack, Cameron became harder and harder and his anger dwindled. When he was over it, and she was at her breaking point, he stopped. He rubbed her back for a few minutes and allowed her to regain the majority of the control of her breathing before he lifted her up. He pulled her onto his lap and pulled her close.
"I'm sorry, baby." She managed through tears. She loved the idea of a spanking but always forgot how much she hated the process.
"I know you are, Kayden." Normally after spanking her, the sex was rough and quick, allowing her no release. He wasn't feeling that way this time. "Let me show you why you may not touch yourself." He said as he laid her onto the bed. "Why I want your pleasure." Kisses rained down her face, neck, shoulders, chest. Just with his lips, he was bringing pleasure. Kayden arched her back in response to his touch and Cameron took that moment to undo her bra. His teeth grazed her nipple while his hand pinched and tugged on the other.
Kayden moaned and dug her nails into the sheets. "Ohh, God." She could feel him everywhere. His mouth, his hands, his skin on hers. Everywhere. And then he was inside her. One finger, then two. A relentless movement that left no room for thought as she was instantly thrust over the edge. Reflexively, her hands dug into his back in an attempt to brace herself as she fell.
Not letting her catch her breath, Cameron pulled out his fingers and thrust into her. Hard. She screamed out in shock and pain, but it quickly dissolved into a moan of pleasure. Kayden moved to pull him closer but he shook his head. "I will stop to tie you up if I have to, Kayden." His voice was husky with pleasure. "And I will spank you again if you come without permission one more time."
Oh, God. She was horrible at holding back an orgasm. She tried to focus on not coming. As usual, he was relentless. He was moving slow, but it was so deep. Her hips matched his stroke for stroke. As she was on her back, she was reminded of her punishment every time he moved. Every stroke reinforced that she was his; that he owned her. "Who does it better, baby?" Cameron demanded.
He stopped when she remained silent, lost in the pleasure. "Who?" He snarled, pulling a leg up to smack her ass sharply.
"You!" Kayden cried out with the pain. "You do it better, sir."
Further and further under he drug her until he knew she could take no more. He then thrust into hard one final time meeting her eyes and nodding. He was still and silent in his release while she thrashed around him and moaned his name over and over again. Pulling out, he kissed her forehead gently. "That's right."
