Page 18 of Obeying the Orc
“I want a view of your pink folds as I’m spanking you, Natalee. You’ll keep yourself spread just like this,” I said, shifting her bottom higher on my lap.
Arousal escaped down her inner thigh, and my excitement rose at the knowledge that she was enjoying this as much as me. She gave another needy moan. She was breathing hard and every few seconds a shudder jolted through her. I cupped her left buttock and gave it a firm squeeze. Next, I moved to cup her other cheek, pulling it far enough to the side to reveal the tiny pink pucker of her rosebud.
Sweat trickled down my temple and a tremor zipped up my inner thighs, tightening my balls and hardening my cock further.
Fucking starfires, I had to have her soon.
I pushed aside the guilt over taking her before we were properly wed.
Gods help me, but I couldn’t wait that long.
“After I finish your spanking, Natalee, you will stand with your nose in the corner and your red bottom on display.”
A little whimper floated up from her, and I lifted my hand and brought it down with a firm, resounding smack. I alternated cheeks as I continued spanking her at a slow but steady pace, giving her about two seconds in between each hard slap to take a breath.
“After your corner time is over, Natalee, are you going to be very good and lie still while I taste what’s mine?”
“Yes, sir.” She whimpered.
“I hope so. Because if you don’t, I will apply my belt to your little backside. You don’t want a belt whipping, do you?”
“Oh, no, sir. Please don’t give me a belt whipping. I’ll be a good girl. I-I pr-promise!”
Her pale flesh turned a pretty shade of dark pink under my punishing hand. She wiggled around with each smack but didn’t try to escape. Her feet kicked slightly, and I thought she looked absolutely adorable in this position. Sweet, submissive, and ripe for claiming.
Nectar gleamed between her pale thighs, copious amounts of it. The light auburn hair covering her quim was neatly kept, and I noticed that the pink folds of her sex plumped as I continued her spanking.
She was swollen and wet and ready to be taken hard.
This was the type of naughty game I’d once played with Emalise. I’d had a desire to dominate her in the most devilish ways, punishing her in the bedroom when she didn’t do as I asked, taking her in all manner of scandalous positions. She had participated and been most obedient, but she had never grown as excited as Natalee seemed to be growing now.
Natalee was different. And I felt different with her. I never wanted this night to end. With each slap to her backside, she gave more of herself to me. She moaned and whimpered and parted her thighs wider in surrender.
When I finally ceased spanking her, I rubbed her heated bottom for several moments before delving a hand into the sweetness between her thighs. Hot and slick, so perfect. She gasped when I traced the moisture around her folds. I teased her entrance with two fingers, pumping with slow and shallow thrusts. Then I pulled out and stood her up. I rose and pressed my fingers, glimmering with her honey, to her slightly parted lips.
“Have you ever tasted yourself before, Natalee?”
Eyes bulging, she shook her head, looking positively scandalized. I pressed more urgently at her lips, which she promptly clamped shut. “Open and suck, human female. Clean your essence off my fingers and then go stand in the corner.”
Despite her obvious reluctance, she opened her mouth and began licking her moisture off my fingers. Once she had finished, I turned her around, gave her bottom one last swat, and ordered her to stand in the corner beside the dresser.
She took up residence in the corner, and my cock stiffened at the sight of her standing there so obediently with her freshly punished bottom on display. Her hands dangled at her sides, though she soon began inching them behind her.
“No rubbing allowed. You will stand there and endure the lasting sting of your spanking. You will think about how sweetly you will obey me tonight.”
“Yes, sir.” She quickly returned her hands to her sides.
I counted to one hundred in my head, not taking my eyes off her lovely form the entire time. She fidgeted now and then, but otherwise remained in place and didn’t attempt to rub her red cheeks again.
Once I reached one hundred, I crossed the room to her and placed my hands on her shoulders. She shuddered and emitted a tiny gasp. The sweet and heady scent of her arousal hit me full force, an enticement to explore all that would soon belong to me. My cock thickened with pleasure and my scrotum tightened.
I cupped her breasts, caressing the full mounds and rubbing her nipples until they grew into stiff, dark pink peaks. Still cupping her right breast, I reached down with my free hand and stroked between her trembling thighs, finding her more soaked than ever. She was positively drenched.
“So wet, Natalee. So naughty. I ought to spank you all over again.”
She took a shaky breath. “I wish… I wish you would touch me instead, sir. Please. I need… I need…”
“Ask me to lick your quim and run my tongue all over your clit.”
