Lil One - 3 - Sex Stories

Lil One - 3

Chapter One We spend our last day at the beach enjoying our surroundings. Lil one has just told me that her Master is cruel to her and she’s afraid to go back to him. I’ve told her that I would take care of this and make it right. My heart aches for her. I have been concerned by some of her actions, that there was something wrong, and now I know. I make some calls and get my team to look into her Master’s past. I want answers now so I can confront him when we get back home. I pack up our gear and we are about ready to head back. I call lil one over to the tailgate of my truck. She looks so beautiful naked with a little sun that she’s gotten out here. Her belly chain or Kamarband, is made out of strip of leather and the shells that lil one collected for me. “Lil one, there’s a matter of punishment that you owe me.” “Sir?” “When I first asked you why you were crying, you told me that it was over the gift I had made for you.” Her head drops and she realizes. “This type of relationship requires trust. Have I not been kind to you? Cared for you? Seen to your needs and well being?” She falls to her knees at my feet, ”Yes SIr, you have only been kind and caring. I was only afraid that you would be mad and send me back.” “I am hurt that you would think so little of me.” “Please Sir, forgive me. I will accept any punishment you deem fit, but please forgive me.” “Then stand. I going to bend you over my knee and give you a spanking that you won’t soon forget. But when its over, all ...

... will be forgotten.” She stands, “thank you Sir.” I pull her over my knee. My heart is aching to have to punish one who has probably has been punished too much, but I need to reconfirm the trust between us. She needs to know that her well being is my utmost concern. That I am thinking of her needs before mine own, despite what people think at first glance. She’s bent over my knee, I warm her skin by rubbing my hand on her soft bottom. I bring my hand up and then down on her upturned ass. (twack twack twack twack) She squirms a little but accepts her punishment. (twack twack twack twack) These are more firmer and some color starts to show. She whimpers as I run my hand on her redding behind. (twack twack twack twack) She shifts with these blows and my cock stiffens with her movement. Her breathing is ragged as she struggles to take her punishment. (twack twack twack twack) I’m spreading my slaps over each cheek evenly and down where her ass meets her thighs. The bl**d has now engorged her skin. I’m sure that she is thoroughly feeling the stink now. (twack twack twack twack) She starts to groan and I know that she is crying now. But she holds her position and this makes me decide to stop. I release her and she moves to a kneeling presentation position. Her knees are spread wide, her arms are folded back behind her, the back is arched, her head is down. She’s still whimpering and I see a tear roll down her cheek. “Thank you Sir, for your correction of my poor behavior.” “Eyes up lil ...