I Knew You Were Waiting || George Michael║

🎼 Everything we want, part two

— What a bonus? — she asked, and he, fucking her, said:

—I don't know what to say to that. But would you be up for a spanking?

Danielle felt herself getting hot. When she had sex with Emiliano, he would spank her lightly sometimes and she really liked it. But George loved doing it hard.

—Will you be gentle?

—I'm sure I won't hurt you, but I like it when there's an element. Would you be ready to go on fire?

Danielle did not know for herself. George gave her another spank and she screamed.

—Isn't that nice, honey? — George asked, and she felt excited.

—Yes, we can try. But it has to be spicy?

—Yes, otherwise it won't work. I don't like bland sex, sorry.

—I never got a hard spanking, not even from my father. So I don't know if ...

—Honey, I repeat: I will not hurt you, I just want a certain spice. If you decide you don't want any more spanking, just say it and I'll stop.

—Okay, but you can do it with your hand?

—Yes, unless you want something else. A stripe, a ruler ...

—No — Danielle said quickly. — There must be a hand.

—Okay — George croaked and started massaging her buttock. —I'll just add that I like the sight of a slightly reddened ass. I will be your teacher now. Good and bad.

—All right — Danielle took a deep breath as George emerged from her. He ran his hand over her ass and muttered:

—In a moment your pale buttocks will be a different color. You want it?

—Yes.

—Then I'm doing it.— George ran a finger across her anus. —You're going to be severely punished, Danielle.

Danielle felt the skin prickle as he so formally pronounced her name. Then she felt a strong blow to her buttock. She shuddered as the second strike hit.

—Your punishment has started, Dani.

Danielle felt more blows on her ass -as she screamed, George asked if he should stop.

—No. It's fine.

As he began to beat her more rhythmically, she felt excitement mixed with a strange sense of powerlessness. George's grunts filled her ears, her own screams and the loud slap of his hand against her bare buttocks.

At one point, she felt pain, but she didn't want to stop feeling it. Remorse over what happened to Kristen made her want to be punished. Perhaps then there will be some cleansing?

—Hit me right — she suddenly demanded from George, and he stopped hitting her for a while.

—  What? —  He asked incredulously. —  I'm giving you a hard spanking ...

—It's weak — she lied. —Use something else. Maybe a ruler?

—Dani, are you sure? Your buttocks are already red and it would be better if we ...

—No, I want to get the kind of spanking a stern Greek father would give his wayward daughter. You're Greek, aren't you? So punish me, father.

—Dani, the wooden ruler can bruise your delicate ...

—I want it, George. Give me that.

George hesitated for a moment. Then he said:

—Okay, but let me know if you have enough. Wait a moment.