She was supposed to be getting punished, supposed to be feeling guilty for her behavior, yet she was helplessly and utterly aroused. With a swallow, she hoped he wouldn’t discover how turned on she was and think her a depraved individual who got off on such kinky things. She knew she should stop this, but she didn’t want to. She wanted to get spanked, craved to be taken in hand for the first time in her life.
His expression stayed dark and powerfully stern as she maneuvered in between his thighs. His knees pressed on either side of her as his hands settled on her hips.
This was really happening.
“Raina, I’ve looked into your files and you have an impeccable record. Always meeting every deadline, working hard to turn in an impressive thesis and hardly taking any sick days throughout the entirety of your graduate school career. I want to know why you ignored the deadline I set for you.”
“Please, I can’t. I just, I… fell asleep the other night and didn’t finish. I was working on it all night, but laid down for a quick nap and before I knew it, it was morning,” she lied. She couldn’t tell him she spent all night here at the university, unable to concentrate and watching dirty videos online instead. He couldn’t know that she had watched spanking films on her laptop while she was at work. He’d think she was crazy.
“I don’t take kindly to liars, young lady. Now along with the spanking you’ve already earned with my hand, you’re going to get my belt as well.”
She gasped as he lifted her dress. Gently, he pressed the fabric into her trembling hands before his fingers threaded around the trim of her panties. Chilly air caressed her secret folds as he dragged her underwear down her thighs to her knees, revealing her pussy to his view. She pressed her legs together, hoping he wouldn’t see how wet she already was. His eyes flicked downward to take in her freshly shaven pussy lips and she shuddered with instant need.
He guided her over his knees and she whimpered with nervousness and rampant desire. Her bottom clenched and tingled, knowing that she was about to get spanked for the first time in her life. Jumping as his fingers trailed across her sensitive skin, she stilled as he paused before beginning to speak again.
“Now, why are you about to get spanked, little girl?”
She wasn’t able to speak for a moment, taken aback by how perfectly dominant he was. When she was ready, she heard her voice, timid as it was, begin to break through the silence.
“Because I ignored a deadline and didn’t finish my work, sir,” she whined, wriggling a little before he steadied her over his lap.
“That’s right. Now I’m going to punish you for being so naughty.”
“Oh, God, please, sir,” she cried, feeling his palm leave the safety of her skin. Time seemed to slow until the sound of a loud crack met her ears. It took another second for her to realize that he had actually spanked her. Another pop sounded throughout the room on the opposite cheek and she cried out as the sting finally hit her.
She was actually getting spanked and it hurt!
His palm smacked against her naked backside, and it felt both stingy and thuddy at the same time. Every time he spanked her, the pain spread across her bottom, before settling at the apex of her thighs. He caught the bottom curve of her cheeks again and again, until she was writhing over his lap with both pleasure and pain.
His other hand snaked up her back, before balling into a fist in the hair at the nape of her neck. With a steady pull, he arched her backwards so that she was pressed down against the corded thighs beneath her.
Quaking with pleasure, she moaned as he spanked her upper thighs. Her hips rolled lewdly toward him, her body taking on a life of its own. He didn’t stop spanking her and even pulled her head back further at her reaction. She tried to press her knees together, but failed as he smacked right in between her cheeks, overtop of her needy, achingly empty pussy.
Over and over he spanked her there, until she felt like she could take no more. He released her hair and grabbed her hips so that he could rearrange her over his lap. Her legs fell to either side of his thigh, pressing her impossibly wet pussy onto his leg. She squealed before she felt his hand press down directly over her folds, in a mark of ownership she couldn’t ignore. He wouldn’t punish her there, would he?
“Naughty girls get their pussy spanked,” he said, his voice rough and stern at the same time. She whimpered when his palm left her wet skin, clapping back down solidly back over her vulnerable lips. She cried out at the tantalizing sensation, pain exploding for a split second over her sensitive flesh before quickly morphing into something more, a pleasure that rocked her straight to the core.
She couldn’t hold back. All at once, her release took over her like a massive wave cresting over a rock. Passion rocked her world, white hot, as she trembled over his knees. Her bottom, swollen, sore, and likely very red, was at the center of her thoughts.
She felt as though she’d been struck by lightning, her pleasure electric as it raced up and down her limbs. At long last, her desire sputtered to a dull throb. Lying still over his lap, she dared not move, afraid of how he was going to react to what just happened. Her face heated with shame. She’d never be able to be around him ever again.
He was going to think her some kind of whore, getting off on something like this. She could literally smell her own arousal and knew without a doubt he was going to have a really obvious wet spot on his pants from how turned on she was.
Tears prickled at the edges of her eyes. She’d ruined everything. She’d been so stupid.
“Raina?”
“Please, just let me leave. I won’t come back, I promise,” she cried, unable to hold back her tears. Feeling more vulnerable than she had ever felt in her life, she sobbed with shame. She tried to push herself off his lap, but strong hands prevented her from escaping.
Almost instantly, he wound his arms around her waist and lifted her, placing her hot bottom on his thighs. She hissed at the pressure on her punished backside from his hard muscles and her breath hitched as she felt her panties fall from her ankles to the floor.
He grabbed her chin and forced her to meet his eyes.
“Raina, did you just have an orgasm from getting spanked?”
Nodding and turning away, she sobbed even harder, unable to respond to his questions.
Instead of scolding her like she’d expected, his lips crashed into hers. His tongue plundered in between her lips as he claimed her, thoroughly and completely. Moaning, she leaned into hi