The Meeting, Part III

(My dear Flowers, please see the previous two post for parts I and II....)

You pause, look me in the eyes, and say.....no.

I gasp.

You remind me that I have been a bad, bad girl.

I whimper and apologize for being such a flirt.

You carry me to the bed and sit on the edge, my arms and legs still firmly wrapped around you.

You reach behind and unwrap my legs from your waist.

I am now straddling your lap, kneeling on the bed.

I press my body tight against yours.

You run your hands over me and gently caress my back.

I sigh in pleasure as I begin to lower my lips to yours.

*SLAP*

I jump in surprise.

You smile that evil smile of yours.

My eyes widen.

You flip me across your lap in one quick, smooth motion.

I gasp.

You raise my skirt up to my waist.

My breath catches and my heart pounds.

You snap my garters hard against my skin.

I squeak.

You slide your fingers under my panties, and ease them down over my hips.

I hold my breath, bracing myself for the sting of your hand.

You run your fingers lightly over my ass.

You reach between my legs, and lightly touch my pussy.

I moan and try to press my body against your hand.

*SLAP*

You begin to spank me, harder...and harder...and faster...all the while lightly touching my pussy.

I'm frantic.

Gasping.

My ass is on fire.

My body, aching with need.

You flip me over on to my back.

I'm panting, squirming, begging for release.

You tell me to open my legs.

I spread them wide.

You tell me to close my eyes...

I moan and close them tight.

I'm waiting...waiting to feel what you have in store for me....