The Biker Babe - Sex Stories

The Biker Babe

... hand. She knew what that meant. She shook her head, but he pointed to his palm. She peeled away her panties, the last vestige of modesty she had, and went to place them in his meaty paw. But instead of taking the panties, Bear quickly grabbed her wrist and pulled her to him. He took her over to a makeshift couch made from a old pickup truck bench seat that Tony had welded a base onto. He sat down on the couch and pulled her over his knees. "Now we are going to start by teaching that when I tell you to do something you do it. You don't tell me no and you don't stall. I am not the debating type. When I say something, I mean do it now. Got it?" "Please..." Leah said squirming on his lap. She struggled, but he held her down with one massive arm across the small of her back. She kicked her legs trying to get away, but he quickly hooked his leg around her ankles pinning them against the front of the couch so she couldn't kick anymore. "The more you fight, the worse it's gonna be on you!" he warned. He began rubbing her upturned ass gently. He caressed her soft silky skin feeling her tremble under his big hand. Leah was at first scared, but the more he caressed her, the more she realized that this big hulk had a tender side. She found herself enjoying his touch and even starting gyrate her hips to the movement of the hand on her behind. This was what he had been waiting for, for her to relax and let her guard down. Without warning, he raised his hand and then brought it swiftly down ...

... before Leah had a chance to react. SMACK! Leah let out a howl, partly from the surprise and partly from the pain. Bear watched as an angry red handprint slowly emerged on her pale, soft ass cheek. He rubbed her ass for a couple moments before he struck her other ass cheek. SMACK! Leah howled again squirming as the burn in her ass increased. Leah moved her hands back to protect her tender ass, but Bear brushed them off easily. He swatted her ass twice more, once on each cheek and her skin started taking on a rosy glow. "Please, Bear... please! I'll be good!" Leah whimpered. "Oh we are just getting started, you little slut!" he said, chuckling wickedly. He reached up and grabbed a handful of her red mane and hauled her head back making her arch her back. He took her panties from his vest where he'd stashed them and shoved the skimpy garment into her mouth, pushing them in until she almost gagged. "Now don't take them out of your mouth!" he shook her head by the hair for emphasis. Then he grabbed her wrist and bent her arm behind her back, holding her down with her own arm. Bear raised his hand and began the spanking in earnest. While Leah laid over his lap writhing and squirming fiercely, Bear began raining down blows on the young girl's ass. His swats came hard and fast with no pausing between them. Leah screamed into her panty gag, but that only made him smile and encouraged him further. Bear's hands, toughened from years of riding and from God knows how many fights, weren't ...