Broken Moans: A Compilation
The pain shot through my body, turning into pleasure as I let out a faint moan, pushing my ass up.
He carresed it gently, as opposed to how he'd been before. "You're going to count with me, and when I'm done, you'd beg me to fuck you, yes?"
"Yes!"
"Good girl." His words accompanied a smack to my rear as I cried out the number. It was a delectable mix of pain and pleasure, as he continued without break. No doubt my ass was going to be red when the night was over. And I'd go to work tomorrow, feeling uncomfortable because I'd be working with the person who bruised my ass.