Obey Me [ mikey X reader ]

16

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"Let me play with this fire"

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Y/n point of view

"Are you ready?" He asked and I meekly told him to get on with it.

The first spank hit, and it was hard enough to take my breath away.

I don't know what I expected but this was going to be way more than a few lovetaps, he was doling out a serious beating.

Weirdly, I didn't want him to think he had conquered me, so I tried to hold my cry.

But by the fifth spank, the tears were streaming down my cheeks and I was wincing in pain.

I was whimpering like a baby in a steady, quiet crying sound. He, on the other hand, was silent, absorbed in his little task.

By the tenth spank, something completely unexpected happened inside my brain.

Yes, the pain was still pretty incredible, but somehow, I was starting to feel strangely warm and aroused by it.

I didn't say or do anything to let on.

I would have been ashamed beyond words to admit that his spanking was turning me on, but I could feel it, and it was unlike anything I'd ever experienced before.

Somewhere in there, I expected that my wincing in pain was replaced by heavy breathing and a sense of calm.

I stopped fearing the next spank and started looking forward to it in anticipation.

I know it sounds sick to say, but I was loving it.

During the spanking, I noticed something had changed - I realized he had lifted my skirt over my waist to get better leverage on my bottom. Later, he slipped my pants down, but I had been in a fairly oblivious state by then. It wasn't something I resisted, and to be honest, I had already come to welcome it by that point. I felt humiliated and powerless when my bare bottom was exposed to Mikey amplifying my arousal even further. The cool air against my skin, in addition to adding to my arousal, also helped dull the pain.

Spanking continued in this manner for some time and I lost track of time...I couldn't tell if he was going at my bare bottom for five minutes or an hour. But with each passing moment, I became hotter and hotter.

Initially, I clenched my glutes and my legs together in response to each spank, especially when my pants were gone...somewhere along the way, I began doing the opposite and spreading my legs slightly to get more "attention" on the sensitive areas. While part of me deemed it horrifying to think that he was getting a birds-ey view of my most intimate parts and that his hands were inches from them, another part of me loved the idea.