“I can help you let go,” I tell her, stalking forward until her calves bump into the edge of the bed and she has to stop. “I can help you let go of everything Kasey. Take those tight little shorts off and the panties too. Let me show you what I have in mind.”
Her mouth falls open in an ‘O’ of surprise, and there’s a quick flash of indignation in her eyes. I like when she’s fiery. “You’re not going to just come back in here and expect me to–”
Closer and closer, I get to Kasey with each step until it’s just inches between us. “Take them off, I said. Now.”
She clamps her mouth shut, eyebrows drawing together, but she doesn’t tell me no. Kasey tilts her chin up stubbornly, but I could roar from triumph as she hooks her thumbs into the waistband of her bike shorts and tugs them down her long, tanned legs. A pink pair of panties follow, and all the blood that has been pounding in my head rushes to my cock.
Her shirt is long enough that I can’t see her pussy, but I know she’s bare for me, and that’s more than enough to get me hard.
“Step out of them and turn around,” I command. Like the good girl that she is, she listens. As much as I want to pull her shirt up right away, I instead undo my belt, but I don’t remove my pants once it’s off. Instead, I lean over her, rumbling into her ear, “Hands out in front of you, and hold them together.”
Kasey turns her head around to look at me, her breathing fast. “What? Why?”
“So I can help you let go, baby girl. Give yourself over to me, completely. Hands together.”
Again, Kasey obeys. I know she must be able to feel my hard cock against her ass as I fix the belt around her wrists, but little does she know that isn’t what I plan on giving her right now. Later, yes, but we have a business to attend to first.
“Kasey, I need you to do something for me, okay? I need you to just breathe. It will make this a lot easier.”
She stiffens as I grab a handful of her shirt and pull it up, finally revealing her shapely ass and the lips of her pussy peeking out from between her legs. Damn, she’s so beautiful, and it takes real self-control not to fuck her right here and now.
“Easier?” She chirps nervously. Instead of an answer, I give her the first of many smacks on her ass cheek, and she yelps. “Kenneth!”
“Shhh,” I caress where my hand struck her with just enough force to sting, but nothing more. Her outrage is from surprise more than anything else. “Just let go.”
I spank her again, and then once more, and Kasey squirms on the bed, hissing with each spank. I rub soothing circles on her flesh until her sounds of shock melt into sighs of pleasure. As soon as she relaxes, I spank her again, moving closer to her pussy each time, so when I rub the pain away, I’m getting closer and closer to touching her where she clearly needs it most.
“See? It feels good, doesn’t it?”Smack, smack.All Kasey can do is moan in agreement, moving her bottom half so my wandering hands get closer to her core. Her pussy lips are swollen with need, and lucky for her, I’m about to give her exactly what she wants.
I lose track of the number of times I spank her, and her ass cheeks are a bright, rosy shade of pink by the time my fingers slide down between her ass cheeks and finally over the mound of her pussy. I keep the touches here brief, until the soft sounds she's making take on an edge of frustration.
“Tell me what you need, baby girl, and I’ll give it to you.”
Kasey pants, licks her lips, and finally gives in. “I need to come!”
I chuckle darkly, my fingers parting her lips and finding her engorged clit in seconds. “I think we can make that happen.”
Her entire frame jerks as I circle that bundle of nerves with one set of fingers, while I dip two into her channel with my other hand, expertly finding the secret spot inside her that, with a crook of my two fingers, has her almost sobbing in pleasure.
Kasey is already close, her body having gone from resisting the spanking to enjoying it immensely, so my touch finds her soaking wet and close to the edge already. She says my name like a prayer, her legs shaking as I put pressure on her g-spot while swirling around her clit over and over.
She shatters for me in minutes, her inner walls squeezing my fingers hard, her bound hands scrambling at the blanket while she cries out. Kasey arches her back, pushing into my hands and rolling her hips to get as much contact with me as she can while she soaks my fingers.
I stay with her, touching her just how she needs, until she starts to come down from her high and her body relaxes bit by bit.
I reach over her and undo the belt, flipping her over with a little coaxing and pulling her up to sit so I can kneel in front of her and massage her wrists. “Feel better?”
Her eyes heavy, Kasey nods. “Actually, yes.”
“Good. Get comfortable because I’m not done with you quite yet, but I’m going to get us both some water first.”
Kasey gives me a tired smile, and I kiss her gently before standing, planning to go to the mini-fridge and get us both some chilled bottles. Now, though, I see what is piled by the door that I missed before, being so focused on Kasey and nothing else.
It’s her luggage. All of it, packed and ready to go, already on the cart to be taken downstairs. I feel my chest get tight, and a headache starts to build at the back of my neck. “Kasey…” I start, not even bothering to turn and look at her. “What is this?”
She hesitates. “I hadn’t heard from you all day, except that mean text you sent me, and…”
I close my eyes, nostrils flaring and muscles growing tense. “You were giving up after less than aday?”
