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Leather’s Kiss (The Full Story)
Date: 5/26/2024, Categories: Spanking, Author: PurdyPeaches
... the arm straight into the room. “Bend over,” he commanded, then manhandled me until I was positioned over the arm of the couch to his liking. Leather hissed against woven fabric loops. In my mind’s eye, his belt was a snake, its potent bite about to be uncoiled. I lay unraveling across the rolled arm of the couch, unable to move my eyes from that belt. Anticipation, laced with fear, tightened my chest and wrung thumps from my heart. My head swooned. I could barely breathe. My knees gave way. I’d have fallen to the ground had I been standing. Intense arousal ignited deep within me. My insides burned…burned! He walked toward me slowly as if his feet were dragging through quicksand.Was he deriving some erotic pleasure from making me wait?Finally, he stood before me and whipped the belt against the ground.Snap!His eyes never left mine. I flinched. He dragged the loop of leather up from my ankle to the back of my calf, then on to the valley behind my knee, then to my thigh until it rested on my ass cheek. I closed my eyes and pressed my face into a cushion, bracing for the first strike. How long had I waited for this moment? My heart was wild, fluttering. My muscles clenched then relaxed, over and over… Snap! Relief struck first. The relief of restitution. Then, a pain coursed across my right cheek before the leather bit again at my left. I gasped but held my cries. Turning my head, I watched him, so focused on my belting. He struck me in quick succession, ...
... then abruptly stopped and ran his fingers over my flesh. His touch cooled my heated skin. Snap! Snap! Snap! I tried to float above the searing pain, drifting back behind my eyes, closing them to withdraw deeper, then letting them fall open so that I could watch the movie of my punishment from a hazy distance. Snap! Snap! Curiously, I found myself more focused on the man than the belt. The determination marking his face caught my eye. “You’re taking this well. Perfectly.” His words snapped me back into my body. I gripped the rolled edge of the couch cushion before me, keeping my hands from flying back to cover my ass. Tears pooled behind my clenched lids and spilled heavy drops onto the leather. Snap! Snap! Snap! My screams started — low, forceful screams, as though I were exorcising… something. We fell into a rhythm between his strikes and my screams. I ached between my legs… how I ached! The pinpoint pain began to blossom across my bottom. I no longer knew where the belt bit. My stomach coiled with the leather. Sobs muffled my screams and pulled bolts of energy from my lungs down to my burning pussy. He paused, his fingers drifting across the welts on my hot flesh. They ran lightly down the crack of my bottom to test the wetness of my pussy. Perhaps I moved back towards him; perhaps I sucked his fingers in, but my pussy was greedy for his touch. I writhed my buttocks to work his fingers deeper. Smack! Working my pussy with the ...