times in the air before laying it down upon her trembling, red bottom. He struck her just enough to bring forth a sting, gauging her reaction by the tiny yip that squealed between her clenched teeth. He struck again, this time a little harder, and brought forth the same results. A third time, a tad more aggressive, resulted in an ‘ow’. He rubbed her gently.
“Three more times. Real ones,” he announced. The cane fell sharply across the center of her bottom and she squealed. The next two were across her sit spots and she started to softly cry. He pulled her across his lap again and began to spank her with his hand, hard, slowly and exact. She cried gently, but did not struggle. His erection was throbbing painfully.
He released her restraints and pushed her to her knees, bottom high in the air. Gently, he inserted himself deep into her wet and aching hole, smiling as she shoved herself backward to take him fully inside. His strokes were long, deep and slow, holding her from speeding up. He played with her clit as he held her against him, feeling her hot bottom press into his stomach and groin.
Rich was in heaven; this perfect creature underneath him was holding nothing back with her desire for him. He flipped her to her back and lunged deep inside, feeling her wrap her legs around his waist. Gritting his teeth, he could no longer hold back and came with a loud grunt. Sam joined him, pulling him as close as she could, ankles locked in a strong wrestling hold so he couldn’t escape. Neither would ever look at that move quite the same way again.
They finally both collapsed, Rich on top, panting. “That was incredible,” he whispered, face buried in her neck.
Sam slowly stroked his back, eyes closed. “Uh huh. In so many dimensions.”
“You okay?” he asked, kissing her neck.
She purred. “Yeah. I don’t like that cane, though. Get rid of it.”
“No way. I know what to use if you are ever really in trouble.” Rich smiled, rolling to his side.
“You wouldn’t.”
“Oh, I certainly would. You like leather, too. That’s good to know.”
“I hate Daddy’s strap. That’s leather. And the belt.”
“Would you rather face the belt or the ruler?”
“Depends on who’s wielding it. The belt, I guess. It hurts longer, but isn’t as sharp. My bottom’s sore,” Sam stated, turning her back to him. Rich gently rubbed the red and slightly bruised skin; pleased to see that he’d left some small marks for her to remember. He kissed the back of her shoulders and her waist, once again working himself into an erection. He pulled her against him, her tiny body sitting perfectly in the curve of his stomach. He took her gently from behind, pulling her left leg over his. He came once more, pulling her tight as he did. She purred again.
They napped for a while, naked in each other’s arms. The sun was starting to set when they wakened, made love again and then rose lazily to go downstairs.
“I’ll phone in for Chinese. Go sit in the hot tub,” Rich said, picking up the telephone. He watched her naked body as she gracefully walked outside and slid into the hot water. After quickly giving his order, he rushed to join her. “They’ll be here in an hour. How are you doing?”
“Good,” she murmured, snuggling in his arms.
“Did you enjoy yourself?”
“I did. I want to do that again. I won’t be so afraid next time.”
“I have more things to play with, too. You okay with all that?”
“It was exciting, dangerous, forbidden. I’m an adrenaline junky, remember? You can even go a little more once I get worked up.” Sam giggled, chewing underneath his chin. His face was rough and in need of a shave. The shadow gave him a bad boy look and she felt herself wanting him again. She turned to face him, straddling his lap and reaching down to hold his large, but relaxed, penis.
“I want you again,” Sam boldly announced.
Rich chuckled. “My greedy little girl. Honey, guys can’t go forever like