WET DESIRES (A COLLECTION OF EROTIC STORIES)
The clamps bit, my nipples throbbing.
Next, a long plastic ruler from the table. "Bend over the table." I leaned forward, ass up. The ruler cracked down—sting wider than his hand, leaving red lines. He spanked steady, alternating cheeks. "This is for smiling at him." Each hit mixed pain with the ache in my core. Between strikes, his fingers dipped into my pussy, pumping rough. Pleasure built fast, edging me once. Stopped. More spanks. Tongue followed—licking my slit from behind, sucking my clit while the clamps pulled my nipples down. Edge again, body tensing. Pulled back. Tears welled up.
He edged me relentless—fingers curling inside, tongue swirling, ruler spanks breaking the rhythm. Pain