For a short time he enjoyed himself just watching her squirming and crying on the bed. He fully expected her to beg as well, but clearly she had learned her lesson about not speaking, because although she was sobbing no words were coming out of her. After a couple of minutes, he reached out and put his hand on her naked back. Instantly she stilled and tensed, clearly expecting a blow to follow.
He chuckled. "It's okay," he said, I'm not going to spank you yet, we need to get you into the right position first."
Leaning over he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her to the side of the bed, and then upright, so she stood facing him, her head lowered so she stared at the floor. She was trembling with fear, but he noted that her nipples were like hard little pebbles, and he could see how she was very slightly rubbing her thighs together. Yes she was scared, but he was almost positive she was turned on too. He reached out and put a finger under her chin, gently lifting her face. She stubbornly refused to look at him though, instead choosing to stare at his chin. So he stood there silently, just staring at her, until eventually she lifted her eyes to looking into his, clearly confused as to why he wasn't saying anything.
"That's better," he said, "I like to look into those big, beautiful eyes of yours while I talk to you. Now, I know you are scared, and I know you don't understand why this is happening. You told me that you wanted to learn what it means to be a grown up. Well some grown ups like to play rough, and I wouldn't be a very good teacher if I didn't fully prepare you for what might be coming your way next, would I?"
He waited for an answer, then realised she was doing exactly what he had told her to do, and keeping silent. "It's okay," he said, "you can reply when I ask you questions. I just don't want you questioning what I'm doing or why I'm doing it, so no talking unless I speak to you first, okay?"
"Okay," she almost whispered. Her eyes peered into his, clouded with tears and looking so fearful that for a moment he almost felt sorry for her. Almost, but not quite. "I appreciate you helping me sir, I really do. I just wasn't expecting that you would hurt me."
"Oh my little one," he chuckled, reaching out to gently cup her face with both hands, "who said I was going to hurt you?"
"But, you just, you said," there was a pause while she stared at him in confusion, before she blurted out "you said you're going to spank me!"
"I did," he agreed. "But my love, part of learning how to be a grown up means learning that pain isn't necessarily a bad thing. When it's done right, it can help to enhance pleasure and make it so very exquisite." He chuckled again at the look of disbelief on her face. To her credit though she didn't reply, because he hadn't asked a question. The quirk of her eyebrows though made her thoughts very clear indeed.
"Come on," he said, "let me get you into position, and then I will show you what I mean..."
Taking her by her upper arm, he guided her over to her desk, which was at just the right height for her to bend over and rest her upper body and face on. Pushing her shoulders to encourage her, he got her bent into the right position, and then used his legs to spread hers a little wider. This position pushed her pert little ass up towards him at just the perfect angle. His cock twitched in appreciation at the sight. He then pulled her lacy white panties down so they were round her ankles, and made her step out of the. She was now completely naked except for those knee-high socks, her arms handcuffed behind her back, her cheek and tits squashed against the desk. For a second, he was tempted to skip the spanking and just fuck her there and then, but no, she had questioned him, and she had to be punished for that.
"Okay," he said, his voice deeper and hoarser than usual. Damn he was so fucking turned on already, he had no idea how he was going to get through this without cumming in his pants again. "I'm going to start off gently, but it will get harder. For a while it might be hard to take, but I know you can be my good girl and trust me that it will get better. No more talking now, but it's okay if you need to cry or make other sounds, ok?"
Before she had a chance to reply, or probably even properly process what he had said, he bought his bare hand down onto her right buttock in a hard slap. It wasn't as hard as it could have been, but it sounded very loud and he both saw and felt her jump as he made contact. He paused for just a second to relish the tingling in his palm, and then repeated the motion on the other buttock. Damn this girl had such a perfect ass. He hadn't spent much time on it before, other than fingering her tight little hole, but her ass cheeks were so perfect, round and smooth and firm. They jiggled slightly as he spanked them, and that just made it even more arousing for him.
She had clearly been shocked by the spanking, because for a second nothing happened. Then she let out a little pained gasp. It wasn't loud but he heard it, and it made him want to hit her harder so she would do it again louder. So that is what he did. He could already see very faint pink hand marks on either cheek, so he was able to line his hand up perfectly to spank her in the exact same place again, but this time harder, hard enough that his palm was stinging afterwards.
