Island Fever 4: Paradise - Chapter 08 - Sex Stories

Island Fever 4: Paradise - Chapter 08

... you the lesson that you deserve." Amy slowly but surely dropped down to one knee just on the other side of Lindsay, then dug a trio of fingers beneath the waistband of her panties and slid them downward. Lindsay squealed in protest, her face hotter than a three-alarm fire, as Amy nudged the panties to her knees with the denim shorts. "Hold the legs of the chair," Amy instructed her. "I do not want your hands behind you, trying to protect your ass. You're going to take your punishment like a good girl should." "But I didn't do anything wrong!" Lindsay pouted, her fingers nonetheless coiling themselves around the legs of the chair and holding on tight. Perhaps involuntarily, Lindsay then arched her little ass skyward - literally offering it on a platter to Amy and yours truly. Amy placed a hand upon Lindsay's backside and stroked it lovingly. "Oh yes, this ass belongs to us today! Jeremy and I are going to punish and discipline it, Lindsay, for your own good. You WILL learn your lesson today." "But I didn't do anything wrong!" Amy grabbed a heavy clump of Lindsay's free-flowing hair and snapped, "Do you want me to gag you?" Lindsay broke character - if just for a few seconds - in smiling back, "You can gag me with Jeremy's cock..." Amy's right hand left Lindsay's bottom, but came crashing down shortly thereafter with a hard, forceful slap. Lindsay yelped in response and began to squirm and writhe about upon my lap. Another blow landed in the same place but only with greater ...

... impact. Two scarlet handprints were already visible upon her vulnerable, exposed backside. Much to her credit, Lindsay strained her fingers and hands to keep them secured and tight around the legs of the chair. Amy spanked Lindsay again and again, going at a terribly slow pace that seemed intent to show her that she must learn to accept a disciplinary session as long as Amy thought it should last. Amy spent about a minute peppering the middle of her ass, then another blasting its right side with her palm. "Hold. This. Still." That was the stern warning from Amy as Lindsay now squirmed uncontrollably upon my trusting lap, though her hands were still wrapped around the legs of the chair. Amy then concentrated on the other half of Lindsay's backside, turning its skin a bright shade of red. Before long, Lindsay was groaning wildly. Keep in mind, this was more _play_ than anything - even for Lindsay. We would never hurt her, nor was she in any extreme pain or danger. The spanking Amy delivered was not too harsh; it could have, in fact, been a lot worse. Judging by the pain tolerance she displayed in the past during BDSM play, I would wager that Lindsay would have enjoyed it if we were more forceful and extreme with her. "I'm sorry, Amy!" Lindsay babbled. "I'm so, so sorry! I promise to be a good girl and behave from now on!" "That's good," Amy nodded, finally pulling back and ending the spanking at last. She giggled and added, "I know you don't mean it, but at least it's nice to hear ...