CHAPTER7
Cami
I woke up later that night all alone in my room. I blinked awake blearily, realizing it was sometime in the early morning hours before the sun rose. With a groan, my hands descended to cup my backside before I realized what I was doing. I gasped, feeling the warm temperature of my bottom. It was still burning up, and I blushed.
Mason had spanked me hard enough to make me cry and all he’d used was his hand to do it.
I bit my lip. I was still sore from the stinging bite of his palm, but my body was burning up for an entirely different reason.
I played through the whole thing in my mind: the confrontation in his office, how he’d been the one to suggest that I needed a spanking first, how he’d given me a choice to go over his knee, all of it like I was reliving every second of it.
I remembered him lifting my nightshirt and pulling down my panties and how embarrassing that had felt, knowing that he was going to be able to see my bottom as he spanked it, that he’d probably seen more than that as I struggled to take the spanking over his knee.
My clit was throbbing incessantly.
I hesitantly reached down to touch myself. I was just as wet as when he’d left the room. I chewed my lip, watching the door hesitantly. Even though his room was across the house, I still felt shy about touching myself.
I needed this though, so I pushed on anyway.
I needed an orgasm so desperately that it hurt. I circled my clit, using the ample wetness between my thighs to tease myself enough to make my legs tremble.
With my other hand, I cupped my sore bottom cheek. I wanted to feel the heat he’d put there. I wanted to imagine the moment where he’d bared me and pinned me down for a spanking that had been far harder than I’d ever imagined it would be.
My entire body pulsed.
I couldn’t control this. My fingers worked faster, stroking myself harder, and I whimpered through a moan. I bit my lip, trying to keep quiet but the sheer arousal surging through my veins was out of control. It had never been like this before. I couldn’t slow it down or even remotely keep it in check.
I moaned again as my core squeezed tight. When I looked at his broad hands every time after this, I was going to imagine him spanking me.
Punishing me.
All because he cared.
My core squeezed tighter and just as I approached the edge of orgasm, my muscles tensed firmly. I moaned much louder this time, unable to stop myself. I rode my fingers frantically, forcing my orgasm on for as long as possible before I slumped against the bed, closing my eyes, and enjoying the sensitive throbbing bliss as it settled over me.
As the seconds passed, though, I knew it wasn’t going to be enough. I didn’t pull my hand away from my clit either.
What if he hadn’t left the room after my spanking?
What if he’d stayed?
I bit my lower lip, circling my clit again tentatively. I was still a bit tender, and I continued on lightly, imagining what he would have done if I’d begged him to stay.
Would he have fucked me?
My clit throbbed insatiably as my desire started to rise once again. What would it feel like to have him slide inside of me? For him to use his cock to finish my punishment just like Bryan had done to Tammi…
I moaned softly, riding my fingers harder. The sensitivity had gone away, only to be replaced by a fervent desire that refused to quell. His arms had been so strong when he’d pinned me over his lap that I knew that he would be more than capable of holding me down when he fucked me.
Would he bend me over the bed and fuck me from behind? Would his cock hurt when it filled me? Would I like it?
I moaned a bit louder.
I’d felt how hard his cock had been when he held me after it was over, but that wasn’t all. I’d felt how enormous he was. He was far larger than any of the boys I’d been with before. He was all man, that much was obvious.
My inner walls fluttered with excitement. I imagined him sliding into me and I squeezed my bottom cheek a bit tighter, refreshing the sting he’d painted across me there. My back arched and I gasped loudly.
“Bad little girls who need good hard spankings need to get fucked even harder to make sure that they learn their lesson. You were a naughty little girl, Cami. You need Daddy to fuck you, don’t you?”