Deborah: Closure - Sex Stories

Deborah: Closure

... would have actually said those things if I was awake?’ ‘For fuck’s sake!’ ‘Look, I was going to tell you all of this but then what happened…happened. I ended up splitting with Anthony because I was so pissed off with what you’d done, with what I’d done, and he got so annoying asking me what was wrong all the time.’ ‘He didn’t deserve that, he didn’t do anything wrong.’ ‘Neither did Rene, but that didn’t stop you.’ ‘I thought you wanted it! It’s bad enough cheating when you want to, but cheating so don’t look like a lunatic? God!’ ‘Oh, don’t you be so fucking high and mighty when you were cheating too!’ ‘At least I’m not fucking crazy!’ ‘I’m not crazy!’ ‘Hah! Yeh, of course you aren’t.’ ‘You only stayed with that little bitch of a girlfriend ‘cos you were after sympathy when your fucking dad died!” ‘What?’ ‘Oh…’ ‘What did you say!?’ ‘I…sorry…’ ‘You fucking…’ I grabbed her by the arm and pulled her over to me. Her face was red and there were tears forming in the corners of her eyes. ‘Let go.’ ‘Are you sorry?’ ‘Yes.’ ‘Let’s see how sorry you are.’ I twisted her arm around, making her yelp in pain and pushing her torso over the top of the table. ‘Stop, don’t hurt me!’ I held her in place for a few seconds, the red mist that had descended into my brain giving me more strength than I would have credited myself with. Without a word I brought my free hand up into the air and slammed it down on Deborah’s arse with a loud SMACK!. ‘Owww! ‘How dare you say that to me! You think all I ...

... was thinking about all that time was sympathy?’ SMACK!. I gave another hard spank. ‘Owww! Stop it, you’re hurting me! Let go of my arm!’ ‘Are you sorry?’ ‘Yes, yes, I’m really sorry, about what I said, about pretending, all of it! Let me go!” ‘I don’t think you’re sorry enough.’ I rained down seven or eight more hard spanks on Deborah’s arse, each one bringing a scream of pain from her quivering lips. At first she was squirming and trying to pull free, but after a minute or two she stopped resisting and was openly sobbing by the time I let go of her arm. ‘That’s what you get.’ ‘You bastard, I should call the police on you for doing that.’ ‘You needed it. All bad girls get a spanking eventually.’ ‘Fuck you, I didn’t need a thing. Get out.’ ‘Not before I hear you say you needed it.’ ‘Out, or I will call the police.’ I was almost literally seeing red at this point; the threat of being arrested for serious sexual assault may as well have been a threat to make me sit on the naughty step, for all the notice I took of it. ‘Say it!’ ‘Whatever. I needed to be spanked, I was a naughty girl. Will you please leave me alone now?’ For reasons beyond my understanding, her statement of acquiescence made me calm down a little. I looked her in the eye; she was still breathing heavily and her face and hair were a mess, covered in smudged make up and tears. ‘I shouldn’t have let things get this far’ I thought ‘she wouldn’t actually call the cops, would she?’ ‘I’m going’ I said ‘If you tell anyone ...