Taylor paced her room nervously, anticipation coiling tight in her stomach. She had spent the last hour preparing herself, slipping into a delicate set of lingerie she had picked out just for tonight. The silky fabric hugged her curves, the deep red color contrasting against her pale skin. Her heart raced as she glanced at herself in the mirror, barely recognizing the woman staring back. She had never worn anything so revealing before, but tonight, she wanted to impress him. She wanted to show Travis that she was ready for whatever lesson he had planned.
The past few days had been a whirlwind. Travis, her tuition teacher, had taken her under his wing, teaching her things she had never imagined. Each lesson pushed her boundaries, but also made her feel more confident, more aware of her own desires. She had never felt like this before—so empowered, so eager to learn more.
The sound of the door opening snapped her out of her thoughts. She turned quickly, her breath hitching as she saw Travis step into the room. His eyes immediately darkened with approval as they roamed over her body, taking in the sight of her in the lingerie. A slow, predatory smile spread across his lips.
"Well, well," he murmured, his voice laced with approval. "Looks like someone's been waiting for me."
Taylor felt her cheeks heat up, but she didn't shy away from his gaze. Instead, she stood tall, letting him see how much she had prepared for him.
"I wanted to be ready for you, Travis," she said softly, her voice carrying a hint of the confidence she had gained over the past few days.
He stepped closer, his hand reaching out to caress her cheek. "You've done well, Taylor," he said, his voice low and smooth. "You're learning fast. I'm impressed."
A thrill of pride shot through her at his words, her body tingling with anticipation. "What are we going to learn today?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper, excitement and nerves warring within her.
Travis's smile widened as he leaned down, his lips brushing against her ear. "Tonight's lesson is about spanking," he murmured, his breath warm against her skin. "I'm going to teach you how to enjoy it, how to embrace the pain and turn it into pleasure."
Taylor's heart skipped a beat at his words, a mix of fear and excitement rushing through her. "Spanking?" she echoed, her voice trembling slightly. She had never considered something like that before, but with Travis, she was willing to try anything.
"Don't worry," he whispered, his hand sliding down to cup her ass, squeezing it gently. "I'll be gentle at first, but I'll push you. You've been such a good student, Taylor. I know you'll learn quickly."
She swallowed hard, nodding as she turned around slowly. Her nerves melted into anticipation, and she could feel the heat pooling between her legs as he guided her to the bed. She bent over the edge of the mattress, her heart pounding as she felt his hands on her hips, positioning her just the way he wanted.
"Let's see how much you remember from our previous lessons," Travis said, his voice dark with authority. He ran his hands over her ass, appreciating the way the lingerie framed her curves. "You're already wet, aren't you? You're excited about this."
"Yes, Travis," she whispered, her voice trembling with need. She could feel herself getting wetter, the anticipation of what was to come driving her wild.
"That's good," he murmured, his hand coming down to spank her lightly, testing her reaction. She gasped, more in surprise than pain, but the sensation was not unpleasant. In fact, it made her even more aware of how much she wanted him.
"Let's see if you remember the second lesson," he said, slipping his fingers between her legs and finding her soaked. "You've learned to enjoy this, haven't you? To take what I give you."
