Page 15 of Dangerous Stakes

“That hurt,” she said again.

Again, he landed several hard blows to her backside before continuing. “Didn’t I tell you that naughty girls get their bottoms spanked? Answer me, Susan. This will go a lot easier on your backside if you do.”

“You might have said something along those lines.”

He swatted her several more times while she tried to loosen his grip. “The sooner you quit fighting your spanking, the sooner it will stop.”

“It hurts.”

“It’s supposed to. Do you want to behave, or do you need some more encouragement to do so?” His hand continued to rhythmically punish her backside.

“All right. I’m done,” she said, trying to hold back the tears and forcing her body not to fight his iron grip on her.

“Nay, love. I think you need to give into those tears, so I know you’re truly sorry and that you’ll think about doing as you’re told in the future.” He spanked her methodically until he began to hear her cry softly. “There now, are you truly done?”

“Yes,” she said, trying to stifle the tears.

“All right, then,” he said as he helped her up off his knee. “Next time I tell you to quit, you quit. If I have to spank you again for disobeying me about the same thing, the spanking will be a lot worse.”

Susan knew that he could see clearly that she was none too happy with him for spanking her. She went to plop back down on her side of the bed. Only in doing so, she learned about what not to do with a freshly spanked bottom. He laughed at her, and she made a fist and threw a punch at him.

He caught her fist. “Here now, there’ll be none of that. I take it that’s the first time a man has given you a proper spanking?”

“There was nothing proper about it,” she said as she tried to withdraw her fist from his hand.

“You’re right, love. I went easy on you as I thought it might be your first. A proper spanking would have involved you spending a little time in the corner before and after and certainly far more color showing on your pretty ass.” He pulled her fist up to his mouth and kissed her knuckles. “Do you want to call it fair and settle down so I can make love to you, or should I make this a proper spanking before I do so?”

His eyes held warmth, merriment, and desire. But the determined set of his mouth warned her that the question was not given lightly. She relaxed her hand, and he kissed it again.

“You might have warned me that if I was going to sit down, I might want to do so gently.”

He leaned over, kissed her mouth and fondled her breasts. “Aye, love, ‘tis my fault. I should have warned you. Your bottom shouldn’t bother you too much come morning provided you decide to behave the rest of the night. Should I feel the need to discipline you again, you’ll have trouble sitting not to mention riding.”

“Why would you beating my ass make it difficult for me to ride?”

“Tis not just the spanking that will make riding that great beast of yours uncomfortable, but rather the combination of that and the proper loving that comes after.”

He slid his hand between her legs and found her pussy wet with anticipation. Susan had felt the gathering slick between her legs but had no idea it had reached such volume or that his merely stroking her would almost cause her to climax.

Rory leaned into her and kissed her deeply.

“That’s how my good girl shows me she’s ready to be forgiven.”

Rory finished removing his boots and socks and then stood to peel off his breeches. Susan had her first glimpse of his glorious backside. It was strong, muscular, and well rounded. It showed the promise of plenty of power. The backs of his thighs joined it and she rather imagined when he wanted to, he could give a girl’s pussy a good pounding.

He turned and caught her staring at his ass. Her eyes widened and her smile broadened as she was given her first look at his fully erect cock. Long, hard, and standing at the perfect angle to enter a woman, he was more than ready. She saw his balls were swollen and hard. Susan imagined it wouldn’t take him long to get both of their needs seen to. She only hoped he’d be able to keep from coming until she had.

“See something you like, Susan?”

“Very much.”

She wondered what he’d taste like and decided there was no time like the present to find that out. She rocked up onto her knees and crawled across the bed to him. She reached for his cock. As she closed one hand around it, it almost jumped in response. Rory was not only long, but there was a good bit of size and heft to him as well. His parents had followed the Irish tradition, and Rory had never been circumcised. Susan was fascinated with the way the hood of his penis had been pushed back by the erection to reveal the shiny head.

Rory gently removed her hand from his staff. “There’ll be plenty of times you can play with my cock to your heart’s content, but not tonight. I’m too far gone with the wanting of you to let you explore.”

Rory got on the bed and maneuvered her onto her back. Keeping one leg between hers, he lowered his head to suck on her nipples, which were fully engorged, and in need of his attention. As his mouth closed about one, she arched her back and cried out in pleasure.

He chuckled with a low, gravelly intensity. “There’s a good girl,” he said as he moved his other leg between hers, gently parting them so he could settle himself there. He began to suck her other nipple and then placed both hands beneath her to steady her as he slowly mounted her and sank his entire length into her. She breathed his name in a deep sigh as he began to plunge in and out of her.

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