The Boss Lady Part II Revised - Sex Stories

The Boss Lady Part II Revised

... if I don’t say it again? Punish me?” Jack pulled his cock from between her legs, eliciting a groan of disappointment from Anita. He grabbed her hair and pushed her head down towards the kitchen counter until she was sufficiently bent over. Once Jack was satisfied, he brought his hand back, and smacked her hard on the ass. Anita cried out in a mixture of pain and pleasure, but she wasn’t ready to let him know that she was willing to submit to him. “Is that all you got, white boy?! You hit like a little bitch!” She goaded him on, trying to make him angry. He spanked her again, this time hard enough to make his hand sting. “Harder white boy! Spank that ass harder! Punish your boss for being the bitch that she is!” Jack walked over to his slacks that he had discarded at the door earlier. He pulled his belt from them, and walked back over to her. He folded that belt and cracked it with a loud “WHAP!” Anita moaned at the sound because she knew what was coming. Still bent over, Jack got behind Anita and spanked her thick, black ass hard with the belt. She cried out again. She had never been spanked before with a belt, but she loved the sensation of the leather crashing against her, and the reverberating movement of her ass caused the sensation to travel down to her pussy and to her pulsing clit, causing it to quiver. He spanked her again with the belt. “Do you like that bitch,” he asked with a demanding tone. “Yes!” Anita squealed, a mix of agony and euphoria in her voice. “Yes, ...

... sir! I fucking love it!” “Yes what you foul-mouthed little slut,” Jack demanded, spanking her hard again with the belt. “Yes what?!” “What do you want to hear white boy,” she bit back, not ready to fully submit just yet. “You want me to call you massa, white boy?! Huh? You want me to be “yo lil black slave girl who wants some white dick?”” Jack spanked her again. She was going to be hard to break, but he was going to do it. He was going to make her call him sir. “I want you to call me sir, my pet, and tonight I am your master and you are going to do what I tell you to do! Do you understand?!” “Fuck you white boy! I will never call you sir because you ain’t nothing but a little white boy who got him a little taste of black pussy, and now you want to own it,” Anita said, still egging him on. Deep down inside of her though, she wanted this. She wanted to call him “sir” and she wanted to do his bidding. She wanted him to take control of her, and she wanted to please him, and be please by him. In fact, she needed it. Jack knew what she was doing. He knew that she was trying to make him angry, but she was not succeeding. She was playing a game with him, and he knew that she wanted him to win. He spanked her one more time, and she let out a deep, guttural moan this time. He looked at her ass and saw that he had spanked her hard enough to leave marks, but he didn’t care. She had to be punished for disobeying him. Lucky for Anita though, because she enjoyed the punishment, almost as much ...