Spank Me! Part 2 - Sex Stories

Spank Me! Part 2

... Burke’s bottom.

No doubt my playtoy’s flesh was stinging as she kicked her legs on a few spanks, so I trapped her legs with one of mine to keep her still. She’d become a wiggle worm on my lap.

Abruptly, I ceased spanking and was not surprised she started bucking her hips, trying to rub her clit on the fabric of my trousers.

I slid my fingers down her crack and found a soaking mess between her legs. Sticking two fingers in her sopping cunt, I took control of her body, placing my other hand in the small of her back and keeping her legs trapped.

Breathing deeply from the exertion (and the arousal), I said, “It would seem, Miss Burke, that you are enjoying yourself, are you not?”

She turned her face to me, tears streaming from her eyes, leaving black mascara lines down her cheeks, but nodded. I reached over and grabbed a couple of tissues from the box kept there, and handed them to her. She blew her nose, wiped her face, then started to give them back to me, thought better of it, and hesitantly dropped them on the floor.

“Good. I believe you’re beginning to understand. You behave – you get rewarded. Let’s move on now, shall we?”

She nodded, and her arse cheeks clenched, waiting for the next onslaught.

So, of course, I surprised her. I always like to keep my playtoys off-balance.

Taking my fingers from her cunt, I pushed her slowly off my lap, catching her by surprise, then took one of her hands and helped her stand. “Now you are going to make amends to ...

... our Kimberley.”

Tiffany’s head jerked around to face me.“What?”

I frowned at her. “I see you haven’t fully grasped the situation even now. You see, Miss Burke, while I provide what you need, you provide what I enjoy. And right now, both motivations meet in you pleasuring Kimberley.”

I walked over and then tapped the side of the bed. “Here, Miss Burke.”

After a heartbeat, she timorously moved to the bedside, looking at me somewhat fearfully.

“Get up on the bed on your hands and knees, and eat Kimberley’s cunt while I watch.”

Turning to Kimberley, whose eyes had gone wide and whose mouth was about to utter protests, “And you, Kimberley, had best keep quiet, or I shan’t allow you to cum.”

Her mouth closed with a snap.

“It’s time for you both to become more – intimately – acquainted.”

Miss Burke slowly crawled onto the bed between Kimberley’s elevated legs, then turned back towards me. I stood there, unmoving, arms crossed, frowning. Not quite the Death Stare, but in the same universe. “Now, Miss Burke.”

She leaned forward and started to burrow between the pink, puffy folds of Kimberley’s pussy, and I saw her pink tongue begin to make long, slow licks inside the bound girl’s folds. Clearly, this was territory that was quite familiar to our Miss Burke.

For her part, Kimberley was squirming, her face red with embarrassment, but she was unable to move away from Miss Burke’s ministrations and soon lost all desire to do so. Her pelvis started to thrust ...