| Straight: BDSM: A Spanking To Remember (3/6) |
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be your whore," I manage to say. I can feel your hard dick pressing up against my ass and I can tell that you are enjoying this immensely. I am too, in spite of myself. I know this is what I have wanted for a long time, and I truly am thankful to have a man who knows without me having to tell him. "That's a good girl. Now, I want you to stand up again and keep facing the room. I want you to take off your panties and place them on the table." You let go of my hair and I stand up again. Between the loud music and the sound of my own heartbeat pounding in my ears, it's a wonder I can hear you at all. My adrenaline is pumping by now and I feel light-headed. Still, I am afraid to disobey. I reach under my skirt and hook my thumbs into my panties and begin to pull them down my legs. I bend over slightly so that I can remove them all the way. As I do, you reach out and run your hand across my ass cheek. Your touch feels nice, and I feel a slight shiver run through my body. I step out of my panties and return to standing. Without turning, I place the red lace thong on the table. With my peripheral vision, I see you pick them up. I cringe inside, wishing I could curl up and die. I know that one glance at the crotch will give me away and reveal to you just how much I am enjoying my predicament. I can tell I am very wet and I know you will see evidence of that on my panties. Sure enough, your voice hits me as hard as I expect your hand will in a few moments. "I see you are enjoying yourself, slut. You've made quite a mess of your panties." Just then, you toss them on the floor about six feet in front of me. "Pick them up bitch." I take a few steps forward and then bend over to fetch them. My skirt rides up slightly and I know that I am fully exposed to you from behind. Even in the darkened room, you have a clear view of my ass and dripping pussy. "Hmmm...you've shaved your pussy. That's just how I like it slut." Once I have the panties, I pause. Part of me wants to allow you a second to enjoy the view. Another part doesn't know what to do next. "Stand up and bring them back to me, slut. Quit stalling." As I stand, I make eye contact with the bartender and silently panic. He is talking to the gentlemen seated at the bar and I see him nod in my direction. Lacking discretion, both men turn at the same time, so that all three are looking at me. I quickly turn around and walk back to you knowing that I have been seen. I look at you and you smile, pleased that they have taken notice of my situation. I hand you my panties without saying a word and you place them back onto the table. "We officially have an audience, baby. Soon everyone in here will know what a bad little girl you've been. Are you ready for your spanking, slut?" |
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