As I run my fingers across your back allowing the tips of my fingers to touch your skin ever so softly, I run the back of my fingers allowing my nails to barely touch your skin realizing bra is creating an obstacle to the smooth lines of your beautiful flesh. I suddenly realize that your bra hooks in the back. You were instructed that your bra was to hook in the front. You clearly have disobeyed instructions.
I whisper in your ear that you did disobey me by not wearing the proper bra. You protest stating that this is the only sheer bra you had. I inform you I will consider that. I leave you standing there blind folded with soft music playing as you ponder what might happen next.
After a short 10 seconds I run my hand softly over your skirted ass and you take a deep breathe awaiting the next thing that might happen. I lift your skirt softly and slowly and rub that sweet ass of yours a few more times through your panties. Your mind races as you feel nothing and you know your ass is no longer covered by your skirt.
I allow you to stew in your thoughts as you wait, I purposely, quietly move about. You hear something but are not totally sure what it is you hear. I have a ping-pong paddle that I brought just to make sure that I could provide a stinging reminder of whose ass you belong to today. I purposefully let you wait a minute as I get my paddle. While you are waiting your mind is racing as the seconds tick away with little noise and movement that you can discern. Your mind is running all over the place in a form of negative sensory overload. Yearning for anything that might give you a hint of what might come next. The thoughts running through your mind make your pussy wetter and your nipples harder.
Suddenly you feel WHACK, WHACK, WHACK, WHACK alternating from your right to left ass check hard and firm through your panties. WHACK, WHACK, 3 more WHACKS on each cheek, as the sound booms in your ears, and your body shudders, as your ass stings and your pussy throbs and whimpers escape your lips. The paddle is hard and yet sensual, the pain and pleasure flow over your body. I remind you whispering in your ear softly that disobeying me is never a good idea. You apologize profusely, but I will hear none of it. You do as you are told my bitch.