giving her a particularly controlling look that she had seen Ben use before now, and along with a raised eyebrow, he waited until she subsided and let him tie the other wrist. Okay. I’ll go along with this, for the moment at least.
Wondering what form his punishment was going to take, she pondered on the various possibilities that she had been shown at the BDSM conference she had attended. Nick moved down the bench, and facedown as she was, she felt him, rather than saw him, raise her dress over her buttocks and run a hand over her globes. Capturing the gasp that threatened to escape, not wanting to give him the satisfaction, she then couldn’t hold back the next one as she felt his fingers venture inside her panties to caress her. God, she was so easy!
“Uh uh. Don’t think you’re getting aroused, my girl. This is supposed to be a punishment for your appalling attitude.” With that, he swiftly laid a quick spank on her.
Her first thought was one of shock, but that was probably because she really hadn’t expected him to go through with it. It didn’t particularly hurt. She smiled to herself. She might actually enjoy this.
Several more hits followed. None of them were desperately hard, which wasn’t surprising since Nick wasn’t known for his brutality. In fact he was the sort of person who refused to kill a spider.
Just as her butt was beginning to feel warm, there was a pause. She tried to look over her shoulder at him which wasn’t easy in this position. His expression was one of “what do I do next?”
“Is that it? What sort of punishment do you call that ?” She knew she was deliberately goading him.
Moving closer, he laid a hand on her back as if to calm her. It was a deceptively gentle, caressing hand. “Oh, my love. That was just the warm-up.” He then ran his hand over her buttocks to check for warmth. “Indeed it seems to be working.” This was such a change in attitude from the glimpse she had had of his face that Ellie wondered if Ben was nearby directing Nick, although she couldn’t see him.
Her following “humph” turned into an intake of breath when he proceeded to strip her panties down her thighs as far as they could go. When he stepped back again, she wondered if it would be more of the same, but possibly harder given her comments. She hoped it would because, as fun as his first lot of spanks had been, she was getting bored now.
He appeared to have gained an implement somehow, because the next hit to her now-naked butt was from that of a paddle. At least it felt just like one, not that she had actually tried one out before, but the spread of the hit felt like it came from wood, which was indicative of this instrument. And she then became aware of something else. The pain bloomed like a stone rippling in a pond, and she had to bite her lips to hold back the “oof” that threatened to leave her mouth.
She didn’t have time to consider this further when he hit her again. Each time, he stopped very briefly to fondle her butt where he had hit her before continuing with phrases like “that attitude will have to go,” “you will do exactly what I tell you,” and “you need taking in hand.”
Finally she couldn’t stop the loud cry of “ow” that left her lips, and the hits ceased. That was when she became aware of how arousing she was finding it as she could feel her cream trickling down the inside of her leg. On the other hand, it really was starting to hurt now, and knowing he was a total novice, she had started to become concerned that he wouldn’t know when to stop, so breathed a sigh of relief when he did.
“Had enough, Ellie? Ready to apologize?”
Was she? Well, she certainly didn’t want any more hits that evening. What he had done had been fun, even if he had got her traitorous friends to side with him. “Yes, Nick. I’m sorry for baiting you.” But just because she said that, it didn’t mean she was ready to accept him as her Dom. Her