I never thought I’d love being spanked, and the first time Jake ever told me I need a punishment for being a brat, I was scared half to death. He made me strip off all my clothes and when I stood there, completely naked in front of him, I shook with both nerves and excitement. I knew I had been a bad girl and I wanted him to punish me for the mess I made that day, make me know that he was in charge and if I didn’t obey him, he’d have to teach me to obey. And God, did I ever love being taught.
It was our honeymoon and I dumped all our vacation clothes into the hotel bathtub, then sprayed his shaving cream all over the mirror, writing out cute love messages to him. He’d gone to get us some ice to rub over my body during sex, and when he came back to see what I’d done, he was furious. He slammed down the ice bucket and told me how naughty I was. I tried to remind him how much he loved it when I was naughty but he said I’d crossed the line and now I needed a spanking.
I begged him not to, but my pussy got wet at the thrilling idea of being overpowered and spanked by my husband. I knew I had to do exactly as he said or be in worse trouble so I took off my skimpy honeymoon lingerie, running my hands over my nipples and along my thighs, thinking if I turned him on enough he might forget about my punishment.
But when Jake thinks I’ve been naughty enough to need a lesson, he never forgets. The way he bent me over the bathroom counter made me so hot I begged him to take me from behind instead of giving me a spanking. I was still so scared of getting my bottom spanked! But getting fucked in the ass was more than worth it! I could feel the head of his cock rubbing against me and I held my breath, about to come. I was so ready to feel him shove himself inside me.
Instead I felt the sharp sting of his palm against my ass cheek. I was so shocked that he actually spanked me that I cried out. I begged him to stop, but he kept spanking me, harder and harder, just like he did tonight because I crossed the naughty line and needed a lesson. But the crazy thing is, while he held me down and spanked my bottom, my pussy got wetter and my clit throbbed and I could see how hard his huge, thick cock was in the hotel bathroom mirror. Instead of begging him to stop, I begged him to keep going. I wanted my Daddy to keep teaching me that sexy lesson. I never wanted it to end, until he finally fucked me hard and fast and I promised I’d always be his good little girl.
Well, of course I didn’t keep that promise! I like the lessons way too much. I knew when I sent him the picture of his own cock I was in for it tonight and I couldn’t wait. As usual, Jake didn’t let me down.
“You’re being awfully quiet,” he says, stroking my nipples. “Did you learn your lesson?”
I look down and laugh at what a mess we both are. I notice he’s hard again and reach down to lazily wrap my hand around his cock.
“Yes,” I say, kissing him. “I was thinking about the first time you spanked me.”
He kisses me back. “You liked it so much, didn’t you?”
“I like everything you do to me.” I stretch out, pressing my body close to his. “Are you still mad at me?”
He takes a deep breath. “I can’t stay mad when that dinner smells so good.” He tweaks my nipple. “And your body looks and feels so good.”
I crane my neck to see the bedside clock. “Dinner will be ready in about fifteen minutes.”
He shakes his head. “You didn’t time it for when I got home?” he asks, teasingly.
I stick out my tongue. “I had a feeling you wouldn’t want to eat right away,” I tell him. “I thought you’d have… other plans.”
“So you knew you’d be in for it?” he asks with a laugh.
“I was hoping,” I say, running my thumb over the slick head of his cock. He pulses in my hand and I feel my pussy getting wet and ready for him to be inside me.
“We still have fifteen minutes until dinner’s ready, huh?” he says. “Does that mean your lesson was too short?”
I get a burst of anticipation, but instead of spanking me again, he slides his palm gently over my cheek. “I think this sweet ass has had enough for now.”