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By *ackspop OP Couple
over a year ago
Wymondham |
Fantasy I wrote for someone:
Dressed up in your school uniform, I’d have you waiting outside the room whilst I finish getting everything ready. No talking, you’re in detention and are to be punished: that much has already been made clear to you and you’re well aware of it. Calling you in, you stand in front of me while I look you up and down slowly before asking you if you understand that what you did was very wrong and that you must be taught a lesson. Nodding your understanding I then ask you to remove your pants which you do, slowly: wriggling your bottom and legs to get them to slide down to the floor before stepping out of them. I see there is a damp patch on them and I ask you if you’re excited about something? “Yes” you answer in a very small voice. “You know what you have to do, don’t you?” I ask. Again, the small voice, “yes.” “Come on then, over here.” I am sat on the bed, and you get onto it, and lie across my knees. Your skirt has ridden up as you wriggled across my lap and your bare buttocks are in front of me: soft, pink and looking very inviting. You have deliberately positioned yourself so the mound of your pussy is resting against the inside of my thigh: I can feel the heat coming from it, from you and I know you are very excited, very aroused and fully committed to this. I raise my arm, and bring my hand down. A small gasp escapes you as my hand connects with your buttock. A small pink area begins to appear, slowly showing the outline of my palm. Another, and then another. Small gasps escape you: and…was that a moan too? “Are you by any chance enjoying this Tinks?” I ask. “No Sir. Honest sir” you reply, before wriggling and pushing your mound harder against me. I lift my hand again and again and then once more before stopping to look. Your buttocks are now pink, contrasting with the whiteness where my hand has not been. “I need to have a good look.” My hands part your buttocks gently and I look at them: I can feel the heat. |
