Page 99 of Leviticus
“Oh, God!” she groaned, her eyes fluttering at the sensation.
“Absolutely delicious,” I praised, kissing the center of her palm and soothing the ache I had left there.
“Any questions?” I asked once more. My fingers ran over the length of the leather covered paddle, ready to begin.
“None at all, Sir,” she sighed with a smile.
“Perfect. Bend over the bed, legs shoulder width apart. Let us begin,” I commanded. I had shifted the impact toys over to give her room. As she bent over, I let my hands move up the backs of her thighs, pulled taught from the position, and over the curve of her ass.
“You look incredible, love,” I praised. With my other hand, I followed the same path with the leather paddle, letting her feel the smooth texture against her skin. “Warmup comes first.”
In quick succession, I spanked her.One, two, three, four, five…
She didn’t even move.
A little harder, then.
Six, seven, eight, nine, ten…
Her breathing quickened. Perfect.
“Time for the paddle, love.”
I brought the paddle down firmly over the lower curve of her ass where it met her thigh. The sweet spot.
The crack echoed loudly in the room, making her gasp. I waited a moment, letting her process before I continued.
“It didn’t hurt!” she exclaimed in an excited whisper.
“Not yet,” I chuckled, bringing the paddle down again. And then again. Her gasps turned to groans and pushed my desires further.
I dropped the paddle on the bed, letting my other hand run over the pink tinged skin of her ass. My fingers slipped between her folds, finding her wet and wanting for me.
“Is this turning you on, lovely one?” I teased, letting my fingertips slip and slide over the nub of her clit. She nodded, groaning as my fingers teased her most sensitive place faster. “Is pain making you wet for me? Making you want more?”
“Yes, please,” she sighed beautifully.
“My pleasure,” I almost purred, picking up the heavier paddle and running the smooth wood over her heated flesh. “Here we go.”
One, two, three, four, five…
The smacks came down heavily, the firm thud making her wince and tense. I slowed my strokes, gauging her reaction, but still she melted against the bed.
Six, seven, eight, nine, ten…
Just a little harder.
Eleven.
More.
Twelve.
She hissed and melted, tensed, and released. My hand smoothed over her ass, feeling the warmth and watching the color bloom over her skin just as it did on her cheeks when she blushed.
“More,” she begged in a whisper.
“Gladly.”
