When I dampen your panties, I insist that you take them off. Do you understand?
You are mine, I have total control of you. Are you checking out all these stories in public? I don't care, if your panties moisten then they come off where ever you are, understand?
Otherwise. You will need you butt smacked, and hard.
I long to put you across my knee. Your pert little arse poked high up into the air.
You need a good smack don't you, you dirty girl.
I am first going to push your dress up, up slowly above the back of your knees and further up slowly across your thighs. Then your knickers come into my view as I continue to force your dress up over your arse and crumple it into the small of your back. Now your panties go down, down your thighs past your knees all the way down to your ankles. I feel the dampness in the crotch you must be getting so worked up with the anticipation. I push them down over your feet, one by one, they just slip right off.
Is it cold where you are at the moment? How is that with your naked arse stuck up in the cold air, sprawled across my knee just waiting for me, anticipating what is to come. I am in no hurry. I will take my time.
I pinch your bum cheek, hard between my thumb and forefinger. As I pinch your butt, I twist my hand as well. An instant reaction on the white skin of your arse as red marks appear straight away. The red contrasts so nicely.
