"Pull them down."
Leo's dom voice hit differently when Ally was standing on her knees in front of his bed. He came up behind her and pushed her head back by placing his folded belt on her neck and pulling. She was now forced to look up at him.
"I'm not going to ask again."
He let go and she took a deep breath before unbuttoning her black jeans and sliding them down to the end of her thighs. She didn't like having to pull her pants down herself. It felt like she was inviting him to punish her, which she kinda was by taking part of their relationship. She leaned forward and placed her elbows on the bed.
"Be a good girl and count for me."
The first smack hit her ass and she squirmed. She hadn't expected it to be painful right away, but there it was, the dreaded sting.
"One", she said through critted teeth.
He hit her again, the belt surely leaving a crimson mark on her butt. She knew that he enjoyed the view. Spanking seemed to be his favourite punishment, fucking her and making her beg to come being a close second.
His belt hit her once more, harder. "I said count."
"Two?" she asked.
It probably wasn't going to count as the second one.
"No, we're starting over." She could almost hear him grinning. "Every time you miss, or get a number wrong, I'm going to start over."
The belt struck her butt again.
"One", she said quickly.
She winced when she felt his hand. It felt cold, but it was probably just an illusion created by the warmth her punished butt radiated. He stroke her carefully before slapping her cheek.
"We're going to go for twenty. Say no and I'll stop."
She knew he wouldn't start again until she confirmed that she had heard and understood him.
"Give me your best." Sometimes she cursed her own attitude. Now she was in for it.
The belt landed on her ass and disappeared again.
"Two."
The belt came back.
"Three."
He pulled down her underwear.
By the seventh strike Ally's instincts kicked in and she moved to get away from the pain. Leo knew that she was going to do it, they all did, but it still didn't mean that she was allowed to.
"Stay still."
She immediately stopped squirming. He loved the effect his voice had on her. He bent down over her and put a strand of hair behind her ear before whispering in it:
"Move, and I'll start over. Do you understand?"
He knew she had an issue with authority. Obeying him was costing her her pride.
"Yes", she answered reluctantly.
He straightened his back and smacked her once more.
"Eight."
Smack.
"Nine."
Smack.
"Ten."
By the time she said twenty she had tears in her eyes, but of course she hadn't used her safe word. She was way too proud for that. He needed to talk to her about it. He couldn't let her overdo it just because she felt like she had to push herself to the limit. He went to his wardrobe and found a bottle of after sun cream. The conversation had to wait. For now, aftercare was more important.
Ally winced by the feeling of the cooling cream. He had instructed her to lay over his lap so she could feel every bit of embarrassment while he gently massaged the cream all over her red ass.
Okay, maybe his intention wasn't to make her feel embarrassed, but she sure did, and somehow it was working for her. She could feel herself getting wet and when his finger suddenly slid over her vagina, she knew that he could see it.
"This is great", he said sinisterly. "This is a good ending."
She stiffened. Whatever he was about to do wasn't going to be good for her.
"I'm going to make you cum..." He slid one finger inside her. "... over my knee..." A second finger joined the first. "... so you can feel every inch of your punishment."
He knew what he was doing. He knew that she would feel embarrassed as hell coming over his knee, especially after a spanking and while he had a great view of her punished ass.
He started moving his fingers. She moaned.
Okay, good for her but not her pride.
"Come for me," he whispered. "Come like the bad girl you are. I know you enjoyed your punishment but the one coming if you don't obey me now, is going to be way more sincere. Don't let your pride get in the way."
She moaned again, both from the action of his fingers but also because he knew her so well. He was going to force her do this. She was going to have to obey. Her ass could definitely not handle a second spanking. She could feel her body tense up. God, he was good with his fingers and it was so annoying.
She fell apart over his knee and he smiled while she orgasmed. The power he had over her was terrifyingly exciting, and he knew it.
"Good girl", he whispered. "Should we aim for part two?"
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