Le Français Pt. 06 - Sex Stories

Le Français Pt. 06

... his mouth on those firm nipples of hers, but he resisted.

Sinead looked at him with an expression somewhere between contrition and frustration, which seemed like a good place to have her for what came next.

"As I said, Detective, I am not interested in exploring and having fun with brats. I am not attracted to teenagers, either physically or mentally. I am attracted towomen. Tonight you acted like a brat,n'est-ce pas?"

Sinead swallowed and nodded just once. She'd already apologised and Marc could tell that she wasn't thrilled with the admission, and how he wasn't just blanket accepting it.

"There are consequences to actions in the real world. You know this well, you are part of the justice system," Marc continued. "The same is true of relationships of all kinds. Business, familial, and personal. So here is what I think needs to happen - you acted like a brat tonight, so this one time I will hand out a consequence. A punishment, if I were a man who thought such things proper. Et je ne suis pas le genre d'homme qui prend plaisir à donner des punitions quand elles sont méritées. I'm no supervisor and you're not some college girl. I do not want to treat my friends as pets who need correction. After tonight, if you act like a brat again, we will end our arrangement. That is the boundary I am setting. You can disagree with me, argue, or even hate me at times, but I will not stand for childish petulance.C'est compris?"

Sinead clenched her jaw lightly, her eyes ...

... boring into Marc's before she opened her mouth to speak. "Am I allowed to set boundaries?"

"Of course you can," Marc sighed. "Though that is a discussion for another time, I think, because right now the power imbalance is too great. So, Detective... I am going to punish you like a brat gets punished, but I will not do so if you do not consent."

"What sort of punishment are we talking about?" Sinead asked, her brow slightly furrowed.

"What sort of punishment do you think a mouthy, petulant brat deserves?" Marc asked, raising an eyebrow lightly.

Sinead flushed a soft pink and rolled her lips in a little to bite them. She knew. It was obvious. And she knew it would be embarrassing.

"Do you consent?" Marc asked firmly.

Sinead sucked in a big breath through her nose and then let it out slowly before nodding.

"Bien," he said. "Remove your thong and get on the bed on your hands and knees."

As Sinead dealt with the mental effort of following that order and what would come next, Marc went into his closet and opened up a small cupboard. Inside were some of the toys that he and Felicity had used over the last few years. Marc selected a simple silicone paddle. It had enough firmness and flex to get the job done but wasn't going to risk much damage. There were others that he and Felicity had graduated up to - she enjoyed a good spanking as part of the mild masochism they played with - so this one hadn't been used in some time.

When he came back out of the closet, ...