He sat on his chair and surveyed the scene as she slowly undressed in front of him. Nervously, she stood in front of him, wearing nothing now but her bra and knickers. He smiled and asked her if she remembered the safe word he had given her. For one wicked moment, he had toyed with the idea of giving her a completely unpronounceable safe word, imagining her frustration as she struggled to remember what it was should she feel he was pushing her too far! But in the end, he had decided on 'mercy'! he was a bit disappointed that he couldn't have thought up a better word in the heat of the moment, but what the hell, being her first time with him, he thought it would be cute to have her beg for mercy! He knew full well, though, that he would never push someone too far in their first session.
After hearing her repeat the safeword, he sat forward slightly in his chair and beckoned her over. Instructing her to lie across his lap, her legs at one side of him, and her body on the other side. her soft buttocks forced upwards by the position of his legs underneath her. A perfect position for a good spanking! He gently pushed her head down and told her to relax. As he caressed her buttocks with one hand, he unfastened her bra with the other, carefully moving the straps over her shoulders and letting it fall to the floor. She gasped softly as her breasts fell free, brushing against his legs as her bra fell away. He moved his hand around to her front and gently cupped one large breast, squeezing it gently and playfully tweaking the nipple. He could tell by her squirming, that it felt good. It was a good start!
All the while, he had been slowly, but firmly, caressing her buttocks, and again, she had been responding by gently moving her hips around, trying to stimulate herself against his knees. His touch became lighter and lighter, as she still ground herself against him, until he moved his hand away.
He sat there for a good 30 seconds watching her squirm about on his lap before bringing his hand down in a stinging slap, right across her buttocks. Quickly followed by another five slaps in quick succession. She squealed in surprise and shock, rather than pain, her body trembling with the sudden rush of excitement. He roughly pulled down her knickers to reveal a reddening pair of buttocks, and a growing damp patch on his knee!
Instructing her to stand up, he told her to go and sit on the edge of the bed. His eyes followed her swaying form as she slowly made her way over and sat down facing him. He pointed to a drawer unit and told her to take the contents of the top drawer out and put them on the floor in front of her. Slowly, she took four leather cuffs out of the unit and placed them as instructed, obviously becoming excited at the thought of him fastening them on her. She was to be disappointed to find out that he wanted her to fasten them on herself, the larger ones around her ankles and the slightly smaller ones around her wrists. Then she was told to walk around to the foot of the bed and stand, legs apart, and hands behind her head, in the middle of the floor. He stood up and slowly walked towards her, instructing her to look forward at all times. Walking slowly around her, he eyed her up and down, her sweet face, her eminently kissable neck and shoulders, the slow rise and fall of her large breasts as she breathed deeply, her wide, womanly hips, the soft buttocks (nearly back to their original skin tone!), soft, creamy thighs that he longed to be between, and her damp, inviting bush, just waiting to be filled. So full of desire he was, that he could have taken her, in the middle of the floor, then and there, and they would both be satisfied. But no, she had given herself to him, for him to do as he pleased, and he had planned to do a lot more than just make love!
Commanding her to lie down on the bed, she complied, and positioned herself as he requested, her legs apart, her hands behind her head again. He watched fascinated as she followed his commands without question and lay there expectantly. He stood at the foot of the bed, gazing at the beauty before him, her breasts slowly rising and falling with her every breath, nipples erect with excitement, legs apart, willing him to do what he desired. She sensed him eyeing her up and down, and she stared at him, almost willing
him to do something, anything, to help her aching for him. He wasn't very happy with her look, and he told her that he would blindfold her if she looked at him again without permission. Biting her lip, she went back to staring at the ceiling....
