It was a cold day when she showed up at his doorstep wearing a long, black petticoat and high heels. He knew she was coming because she texted him earlier in the day and asked for a hard spanking that night to release some tension. He answered the door and invited her in not thinking anything of her attire. He wasn't a man to waste any time so he asked her to undress so they could get down to business. She slowly took off the petticoat as he looked at her in a very desirable way. As the petticoat slid off her shoulders he noticed that the only thing that was showing was her delicious body, she chose not to wear anything under the petticoat. He was excited like any man would be looking at a sexy naked chick in front of him. She placed the coat on the couch before reaching to undo her shoes. He stopped her and told her to keep them on and lead over the dining room table.
She walked over to the table a little unstable in her heels because she very rarely ever wore them and he watched her ass as she bent slowly over the table. She was testing him to see if she could get him to go light on the spanking but it wasn't going to work. Not this time, not when she asked for a hard spanking. He only massaged her butt for a few seconds before bringing his hand down softly on her butt. She took hard spankings better with a warm up and it gave them a chance to reconnect after a long day. He steadily sped up the spanks increasing to harder and harder slaps, massaging her butt every few minutes. He pushed her legs apart so he could let his fingers slip to check her wet she was and to get back at her for teasing him so. It didn't take long for his fingers to come out dripping wet from the excitement.
When she started to moan from the hand spanks he grabbed a strap. It was time to move on to the harder spanking she asked for. He brought the strap back and brought it down sharply on her butt as she gasped in surprise from the leather she loved so much to feel. Time and time again the leather left stripes on her butt and she began to wiggle more and more with each stroke. He grabbed her hips and pushed down on her back and reminded her to stay in position or he would have to bring out the implements she didn't care much for. She looked back at him with such innocent eyes that he knew he would never be able to punish her for wiggling her cute butt. The more she wiggled the harder he got and she felt that as he was holding her hips, his cock growing against her butt.