Lauras Punishment Part II - Sex Stories

Lauras Punishment Part II

... open. He told me what to say and then wanted me to keep talking about naughty things I do at home when I'm alone. It was so embarrassing. "I have been so naughty that I need to spank myself. I like getting my spankings in front of the camera." I was rubbing my button with the bumpy side of the paddle while I started talking. I could tell I was blushing all over but feeling tingly, too. "Sometimes I'm naughty at home and touch myself here when I'm alone. I never touched myself in front of a camera before. I rub myself right here and then sometimes I get the quivers. It feels like I'm about to get the quivers now. Ooohhh." I rubbed my button with my left finger and then spanked my button with the paddle and kept switching like that. "Sometimes I put my finger inside me, like this." And I slid my left finger inside my open pussy. "This is so embarrassing. Uh, oh, I'm going to quiver again! Ooooohhhhhh. Unnnn." And I felt the quivers shoot through me. I let go of the paddle and grabbed my left breast with my right hand and squeezed it as the feelings kept surging through me. I was still ...

... looking at the camera as I put my feet down a minute later. I peed a little bit when my quivers started and made a wet spot on the couch. Dr. Nivens told me not to worry about it. "It will dry, Laura. You did very good taking your spankings this afternoon. We'll stop for today. I'll keep your panties again. You can ride home again without them, can't you?" "Yes, sure." Then I looked at the ground. "Dr. Nivens I'm so embarrassed. Really. I'm not pretending. I really was naughty. I hope you don't show the video to anybody else." He laughed and hugged me. "I already told you. I won't put it on the evening news! Get dressed and ride on home. Can you come back Saturday morning? Say about ten? You still need more spankings, you know." "Yes, I know." I looked at the box on the couch. "I'll come back Saturday at ten. Can I look now?" He nodded. I took the top off the gift box, about the size of a soccer ball. "What is it? And what are those things?" I asked. He put the top back on the box. "You'll find out Saturday." The air felt cool blowing up my shorts again as I pedaled home. To be continued.....