I was sure he would penetrate me from behind, but without warning he gave me several short sharp quick spanks, alternating from right to left. I could feel the wet building between my legs. One hardly needed any lubricant, what was he doing to me? I couldn’t help crying out in surprise at this sudden spanking. After all, I didn’t think I’d done anything wrong, though I knew that wasn’t the point. It was deeply humiliating: my first spanking. I moaned loudly and was embarrassed.
‘That’s all right,’ he told me, as he paused in his blows. His hands caressed my ass in circles as he spoke, giving cool relief to my heated skin.
‘Don’t ever think you must stay silent. I want to hear you, how I affect you. But no words, you understand. You mustn’t say my name or any thing at all but your safe word, of course, if it comes to that. But you must always answer if I direct you to do so. Do you understand? You may answer yes or no.’ I answered him, and stretched my legs farther apart to show my respect and hopefully a little desire for him. As I extended one of my legs out farther, the shoe fell off my foot.
He laughed at that and resumed spanking me. ‘Such impatience,’ I think I heard him say when he’d finished reddening my ass. Then, quickly, inexplicably, his fingers penetrated my sex, and I let a gasp escape my body.
I was altogether surprised by this, as I was expecting something else quite different. It was thrilling to have his beautiful long fingers inside me so suddenly. How many fingers was he using? Two, three, I couldn’t tell, it was so quick and rough. Three, I think it was. He worked me deeply, his other hand gripping my ass, holding me down across his lap. I moaned my surprise and was startled to hear my voice come out in such deep animal grunts. ‘Good,’ he said and told me to keep my mouth open, so he could here me cry out, and I did as I was told. I couldn’t help being embarrassed by my own sobbing and grunting, though.
He continued stroking in and out of my sex with his fingers, and suddenly I knew I was at a plateau, and then I was coming, coming without any effort at all, and it was like a train. I felt my body stretch, and arch and heard myself cry out. At once I felt humiliated at being manipulated so quickly and easily to orgasm, and then a little frightened at myself, to be suddenly so different from what I thought I was like. I’d never before come so quickly and with so little attention to what I thought were the usual necessary steps. After all he’d never even touched my clit.
‘Lovely,’ he said, as he continued to stroke his fingers in and out of me, more softly now, almost gently.
‘Now we can begin.’
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About the Author
Gwenna Craig Dover grew up in a small town on the east coast where she went to public schools, helped decorate The Reader’s Club’s floats, marched in the parades, and cheered her siblings on as they played in the marching band. She graduated from a small Midwestern college and lived her life as if she were in a dream. Even so she’s worked hard, from waiting on tables in St. Paul to teaching in New York City. She’s even lived in London and Paris for a while, working as an au pair. She’s made good friends and has had wonderful times. Now based in Chicago, she continues her life in a dream. She’s even begun to realize her life long secret personal quiet little dream: of being a writer. She would love to hear from you . . . she’ll answer as many emails as possible. Check me out on Twitter @Gwennasbooks.
Other books by this author
“A little Brazen” and “Beautiful Obedience” are Books II and III in the series “Jo’s Manhattan Diaries” available on Amazon.com. For these and other upcoming books, go to Amazon, and search my author page with my name, Gwenna Craig Dover.
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