She
had never been smacked before and it was sharper and hotter than she could ever
have imagined. The moment his hand made
contact with her flesh, she heard the crack of the slap and felt the sharp
shock of the impact. Every muscle in her
body jolted in response to his hand, but there was no pain, the sting arrived a
few seconds later and burned red and hot.
Dorian
held her tight; pressing his left hand down between her shoulder blades and
restricting her movements. The second
smack he gave her was different as the connection made was now between her
flaming flesh and his hand, and it hurt – a lot. She wriggled to escape, but it was useless,
she could not move. A combination of the
third slap, his power over her and inability to resist him, hardened her
nipples, Carla was astonished, she had not expected to be turned on by this,
but she was. Her buttocks were
smouldering and not just from the spanking, she could feel the blaze of desire
travel inside her and alight every inch of her body.
Dorian
stopped after the third and took his hands off her. She relaxed and allowed her head to flop
forward, her nose was now against his leg and she inhaled deeply, taking his
scent into her lungs. She felt the
rhythm of his body all around her as he breathed, it soothed her and she felt
totally safe and completely happy.
“Good
girl, now open your legs,” he commanded.