me over, the panties pull even tighter up my ass, held in place by the rope, and I wince. “Locke, it’s too tight.”
“The less you move, the sooner it will be over,” is all he says. He comes to stand in front of me. “I won’t need to tie you down, will I? I know you want to avoid more of the pussy spanking.” He slaps a leather strap into his hand. It’s short and thick, made just for spanking. “We’ll get your pretty ass as red as your nipples, Temi.”
Chapter 9
My heart races as he disappears behind me. “No asking me to stop,” he says. “You can safeword if you need to, but I don’t want to hear anything else, understand? No stop, no ouch, no nothing. You say anything, and you’ll get a few on the pussy.” He strokes my ass while he speaks. “It’s a great exercise for obedience, Temi. Learning to hold your tongue while taking a punishment. I’ve been waiting to do this since the moment I saw you.”
Once again, he teases me before starting, his fingers playing along my ass. He traces the G-string all along the crack of my ass and down into my pussy, pushing on my clit and making me suck in my breath.
Then I feel the leather, but not a spank, not yet. He brushes it along my leg, up the back of one thigh, down the other.
“I like to make you wait,” he says. “Waiting with the string pulling at your ass and pussy, just knowing I’m about to whip you in a moment. But when is it going to start?” He laughs.
And then—damn him to hell—he places the leather strap on the small of my back. “Hold that for me,” he says, his voice casual. “I need to greet a friend. Don’t let it drop.”
The friend isn’t far away, because his voice is clear.
“Locke! Looks like you have a pretty one there.”
“Mmm,” Locke agrees. “She’s going to get a good whipping now to help her learn her obedience.”
“Her ass is delectable in those nice tight panties.” The friend’s voice gets louder; he must have walked closer.
“Indeed. See how nicely she’s holding the strap for me, too?” Locke chuckles. “I think I’ll instruct her to buy only panties that are a size too small from now on, and wear only those when she comes to meet me. I like the idea of her feeling the cloth rubbing her body, reminding her who owns her.”
“Good idea. Maybe I’ll do that for mine, as well. And two sizes smaller when she needs a punishment.”
The two of them laugh together. My face burns although I can’t see them.
“Well, I’ll leave you to it.” The friend mumbles something I can’t hear, and then Locke is back, his attention only on me.
“Did you hear that, Temi?” He picks up the strap and rubs it tenderly over my ass. “Maybe you’ll only get to orgasm if you wear panties all day that are so nice and tight that they ride up like this. I’ll make you text me a picture to make sure you’re compliant.”
I suck in my breath.
“Will you do that for me?” He leans over to brush his lips over my neck. He speaks into my skin, words only I can hear. “Will you spread your legs and take a photo of your pretty ass and pussy to prove to me that your panties are as tight as I want them?”
“Yes,” I manage to gasp.
He laughs. Arrogant. “Of course you will. You’ll do whatever I want. You already told me.”
He steps to my side. “And you’ll present your ass for the strap. Hips up.”
I try to move them higher.
I hear a whish, and then the strap hits my ass, right across both cheeks.
“Ow!” I blurt it out and twitch hard, which makes the panties (as he predicted) pull tighter along my ass and crotch. “Oh, ow.” I force myself to stop moving.
He tsks. “Oh, Temi. The first one, and already you’re forgetting the rules?”
“I’m sorry!” I bite my lip. “I don’t know… I’ll do better.” I don’t know the specific words to this game. Have I said what he wanted to hear?
“Only warning, sweet one,” he says, his voice low and dangerous. “Next time, you pay the penalty.”
The strap comes down again across my ass in nearly the same place. I whimper but manage not to jerk my body around, although it takes some effort. “Mmm.”
It’s not as satisfying as shouting ‘ouch!,’ but