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After stealing a quick glance at him, she put her head back down trying to quell the shyness threatening to overcome her. He must have taken her lowering her head as a sign of submission because he hummed again and muttered, “the things I want to do to you baby.” She heard him move from the doorway but didn’t look up again. Seconds later, he appeared in front of her, and she was staring at his shiny black leather dress shoes.
He crouched down in front of her and lifted her chin.
“You’re so fucking gorgeous like this, pet. I can’t wait to have some fun with you.” He kissed her tenderly and dropped her chin, letting his fingers trail down her throat and breasts. She shivered as his touch sent tingles through her entire body. “Stay right there for a few more minutes. I’m just going to get some... equipment,” he said with a grin before disappearing into the hallway.
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Christ, she looks incredible.Bradley had to will himself to walk out of the room to his toy closet instead of giving in to the urge to fuck her on his bedroom floor. He wanted to do something a little more adventurous with Darci tonight, put her in a submissive head space and see how far he could push her.
At his hall closet, Bradley studied his options. A semblance of a plan had formed in the back of his mind, but he also liked to let his scenes flow and the plan could get derailed. He selected several items and placed them into a small black bag hanging inside the closet door.
In the kitchen he grabbed a couple more things and headed back into the bedroom. She was still kneeling, palms on her smooth, sexy thighs. Her head was down, and her damp curls had fallen around her face. She looked like an angel. A very naked, very dirty angel, but an angel, nonetheless.
Studying her for a moment, he checked for signs of fear, or the nerves he had sensed earlier in the evening. There were none. Good. That meant she was relaxing into her role.
Since his dirty angel had a weakness for men in a suit, he decided to stay in his work clothes. For now. He kept the items he held behind his back and told her, “Keep your head down until I say otherwise. I don’t want you to see what I’ve got planned for you.”
He watched a shiver of excitement race through her body as he spoke, but she kept her head down.Good girl,he thought. Moving behind her, he laid his implements on the bed, covering them with a towel he had grabbed from the kitchen.
A moment later he was at her side again. He hunkered down next to her on the plush rug and stroked her hair. After a moment of tenderness, he fisted his hand into the damp curls and pulled enough to cause pain as he brought her head up and around to face him. “You ready to play, pet?” She nodded, and Bradley’s grip on her hair tightened. “Pardon me? I couldn’t hear you.”
“Yes, Sir.” It came out as a whisper, and Bradley released his hold on her hair.
“Good. But first we need to take care of the little issue of you being late for lunch today.” Her eyes flew to his in shock, and she started to protest but seemed to change her mind—a good decision on her part. “Nothing too intense, pet. But I think it’s a perfect opportunity to take you across my knee, don’t you?”
Her head bobbed in agreement as she said, “Yes, Sir.”
“Good girl. You can stand.” Clamoring to her feet, she stood at the foot of the bed. He circled her, drinking in her delicious curves and soft skin. The swell of her breasts and hips made him want to grab her and pound his hard cock into her. His own need for her was doing its damnedest to distract him from his mission tonight. Giving her ass a gentle pat, he settled himself onto the edge of the bed. “You’ve been bent over before haven’t you baby?”
“Yes, Sir.” This time it came out as a throaty moan, and he crooked his finger motioning for her to step closer to him.
“You sound needy baby. This isn’t turning you on, is it?” He slipped a hand between her legs and found the answer to his question. “Jesus, you’re fucking soaked.”
Pumping in and out of her a few times, he coated his fingers in her slick juices. Then he withdrew his hand and licked his index finger. “And you’re delicious. You better have a taste baby. Open up.” He stood and shoved his middle finger into her mouth. Enthusiastically, she sucked without him having to tell her to.
“You like that don’t you, dirty girl?” he asked as he slid his finger in and out of her eager mouth. She nodded, and he grinned. “Well, take your punishment like a good girl, and I’ll probably let you come.”
“Please, Sir,” she whimpered when he pulled his finger from her mouth.
“Begging already? But Darci, we haven’t even begun to tease your tight little pussy yet. I have a feeling this is going to be a long night for you, baby girl.” She groaned, and he settled back onto the bed. “Now, come lay across my lap please.”
Shuffling close, she lowered herself over him. He shifted her until he had her in just the right position. With one hand he gripped her waist and he caressed her round bottom with the other. It was going to bring him great pleasure to watch her curvy ass change colors beneath his hand.
“I’m going to start slow. Remember you can always stop me or slow me down with your safeword.”
When she nodded her understanding, his hand slipped between her legs to feel her wetness again. Jesus, he wanted to be inside her. Instead, he delivered the first swat. Just hard enough to leave a hint of a sting. He repeated the motion on the other cheek. Darci didn’t move. He struck her again on the same side but harder this time and she groaned. His cock swelled beneath her as he watched the skin turn a pale pink. It would be as red as her hair by the time he finished with her.
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DARCI groaned as Bradley’s hand came down hard on her ass for what had to have been the thirtieth time. She was losing count. There was a pattern to the slow spanking. A few hard smacks, alternating cheeks and then he would slip his fingers inside her causing her to writhe in his lap.
“Still,” he commanded as the spanking started again. A moment later he stopped, and she expected to feel his hand between her legs. Instead, he tightened his grip on her waist while he turned to the side where he had laid things on the bed.
His hand slipped beneath the towels and came back out with a small wooden paddle. Darci shuddered as he used the smooth wooden implement to caress her ass. A rush of cool air was followed by a loud crack as he lifted his arm and brought it down quickly on her left ass cheek. It stung like a motherfucker, but it also sent a flood of fresh wetness pooling between her thighs. He continued his assault on her ass until it was on fire. Her ass wasn’t the only thing throbbing. She could feel her arousal dripping down her thighs, and she hoped he wasn’t seriously going to tease her the entire night.
He dropped the wooden paddle and tenderly stroked her bottom with his nimble fingers. “You did good, baby. I’m so fucking proud of you. Let’s get you up.” Guiding her off his lap, he pulled her in between his legs. His gaze was intense, and it seemed like he was searching for signs that he had pushed her too far. He wouldn’t find any. Darci was in heaven. “Now that we’ve got that little issue out of the way, there’s one more thing we need to address.” Darci’s hands went to her ass in a protective gesture, and he chuckled.
“Tonight is going to be about teaching you who you belong to, baby girl. There won’t be any more of this 'maybe' shit when I’m done with you.” His eyes were full of heat, and she swallowed hard. What did he have planned?
