“Yes, Master.” The title felt strange on my tongue, frightening and nerve-wracking, but somehow so right. He paused, his breathing going still for a moment. Then he laughed softly, the sound sending goosebumps prickling over my back.

“I’m going to hurt you,” he said, leaning over my back as he spoke to me, the palm of his hand rubbing over my ass. “And you’re going to thank me. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Master.” Ooh, it made me tingly every time. I gulped and then shifted my position so my legs were spread a little wider.

“You’re learning to be such a good girl,” he said. His hand stroked over my thigh, then snapped back, and his palm smacked against my ass with enough force to make me gasp.

“Thank you, Master…” He pulled his hand back again and landed another sharp smack on my cheek. I groaned, forcing out the words, “Thank you.”

He kept going, spanking me until my skin was hot and stinging. I kept my legs spread, my skirt pulled up, but before long, I’d begun to shake. Every biting impact fed my arousal a little more, and my pussy was wet after a dozen smacks. He kept going, pausing only to say, “It’s beautiful when you suffer for me. When you endure because you know it pleases me. You’re doing well, angel.”

The praise fueled me. The next dozen swats made me cry out, and I whimpered, waiting for the next smack to land. It was humiliating in exactly the way I craved, making me feel small and blissfully overtaken.

“Does that hurt?” he said sweetly, rubbing his hand over my stinging skin. His palm was so warm, even warmer than my own burning flesh.

“It hurts…but I like how it hurts.” I arched my back, pushing my ass back against his hand. I gave a desperate moan as I did it, anticipating the sting, but wanting it so badly. “Please…may I have another, Master?”

He laughed, and I thought he sounded so fucking sexy that I squirmed. He spanked me again, right on the curve between my ass and my thigh, and my cry of pain quickly dissolved into a moan of pleasure.

“God, you’re so sexy,” he said, dragging his nails down my skin and leaving burning scratches behind. “Such a good little slut for me. So wet from your spanking…” Two fingers slid into my pussy, and I bowed my head at how good it felt.

He pumped his fingers inside me, continuing to spank me with his free hand. My pleasure was growing, my core swiftly heating as my breath came faster. “Oooh, that’s going to make me come…please…please, let me come…”