His Kitten

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Trigger Warning!!!
This book deals with bdsm, pets, and littles.
Viewer Discretion is Advised for those who don't like this stuff.
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"Bend over my knees." Mason sternly says. I knew I shouldn't have lied to him. I regret all my life decisions right now. I don't want to get punished but I know if I don't do what he says, he will make my punishment MUCH worse.

I lay my body over his lap and sit there staring at the ground, waiting for him to make the first strike. He ran his fingers down my back and onto my ass, gabbing it lightly. He did this to make me more nervous. I could see myself shaking from anticipation.

"Kitten is so scared of master." He says, and smacks my ass roughly. He then repeatedly smacks my ass, switching between each asscheek every hit. I can feel my panties starting to get soaked. I know I shouldn't enjoy my punishment this much, but when he is in his dominant state, he is so sexy and rough with me. I can't see my ass, but I know my ass is bright red. "I love when your ass is this color." He says and starts to rub my ass. He then starts kissing my shoulder-blade and moves his hand down the the bottom of my panties. I know he can tell how wet I am, because I feel his lips start to curl into a smile on my back.

"Kitten shouldn't be enjoying her punishment this much." He chuckles out. He starts to move his thumb on my clit and I unintentionally arch my back and moan. He starts to go faster, and it brings me close to my breaking point. Just when I'm about to ask for my permission to cum, he stops and helps me up off his lap. He walks to the doorframe, and stops. He turns his head to look over his shoulder at me and chuckles to himself, then leaves the room.

He did it on purpose. To keep me frustrated for the rest of the day.

I hate this man sometimes.