by The statician
Building trust?
She pulled her hands further in and felt the pillow supporting her hips, raising her ass above the level of her shoulders. Not exactly what she had expected, but probably something she would have admitted was likely to happen given the mind games they had played over the last two years. She had confessed that she found it difficult to act as if they were only work colleagues when his current partner came into the office. This was not what he had wanted to hear, although, as usual, he had not said this directly. It had not really been what she had meant either. Or it had been, she was confused. He had said quietly that he wanted to see if pushing the boundaries would help in dealing with her feelings. She had looked directly at him, trying to read what was behind the words, and tried to challenge him by smiling and saying that perhaps boundaries were there simply to be crossed. As before, she simply had no idea how he would react. He had leaned forward, kissed her gently and said that although he had not wanted to bring her into his home, that there was nobody there for the next few hours so there was an opportunity to be together, undisturbed.
Once there he had led her to the bedroom, not showing her any of the rest of the house. He had piled pillows on the bed while she watched, then, kissing her, had undressed her. He had not let her undress him. He touched her cunt, smiled when he felt how wet she was. He had told her to lie across the pillows with her ass in the air…
So here she was, and he was now gently caressing the mounds of her buttocks and now his fingers were between her thighs, teasing her clit.”Don’t wriggle” he said, laughing. “I’m sorry” she said, and as she said it his hand sharply contacted her right buttock with a stinging slap that made her exhale sharply. “We have things to work out” he said. “I love being with you, relaxing with you, but we both have other people to consider. We need to take it carefully and since you seem to remember things we say when we are together, maybe some reinforcement of all of thi will help. Using everyday situations or things that will remind you at unexpected times is probably a good way to do this. I need a little reminding myself too”
She glanced back at him and realised that he was holding an old fashioned, large, wooden spoon. “You know that I can’t let you do anything that will leave marks?” He did not answer but put his hand firmly on the hollow of her back so she was pressed into the pillows. Suddenly the spoon connected with her extremely vulnerable bottom, just where his hand had connected a few minutes before. She tried to move away from the pain but his hand on her back held her in place. She brought her hands up under her chest to try to move but as she did the spoon descended again on the opposite cheek, the force making her arms buckle as her face was pushed against the bed cover. Another sharp slap landed on her left buttock and the stinging pain travelleddown her legs and even seemed to send tendrils shooting to her breasts. His hand was still pressing into her back and now she felt his weight shift as he moved to lean further over her and brought the spoon down with another loud crack on her now rapidly reddening bottom. “Please” she managed to gasp as she could feel her eyes fill with tears. “Please what” he said. “Please do it again?” As he spoke he spanked her again and again. She was unable to catch her breath to answer but instead found herself sobbing but unsure too of whether she wanted him to stop or to do it again.
“Open your legs” he instructed. She felt her legs shake as her mind queried the response her body wanted to make to his voice. It was clear to her that this man made her feel like no other, and that she wanted to please him in any and every way that she could. Her legs opened , but as they did she heard herself whisper “Please don’t” The pressure of his hand on her back lifted and she felt his finger slide down her inner, vulnerable and wet lips and down the inside of her thighs. ” No, not today” he said and cupped his hand around her cunt, rubbing gently. His voice was slow and deep and she realised that he was leaning close to her and his tongue was gently licking the stinging painful areas on her ass. He put his hand on her hip and turned her over on the bed. She could hardly see him as her eyes were filled with hot tears that leaked down her face.
He used a gentle finger to lift a tear away and as he took his jeans off his engorged prick showed her that he was ready to enter her, and she was so ready to take him, to be stretched to her utmost, to hold him as close as two could get. As they made love he held her firmly placing his hands on the stinging sore parts of her ass but somehow soothing the pain while the pleasure was so intense. Her orgasm came suddenly, too quickly, before his. ” I’m sorry, I’m sorry” she said, apologising for so many things. He held her, kissing her , playing with her lips. “You”re safe with me, and we’re just starting” he said.