Free Dixie Lynn Dwyer by Double Inferno Page A

Matt placed his hands on her hips.
    “Down there.”
    “Down where?” Matt asked.
    “I can’t say it again.”
    Matt cupped her breasts from behind her and she gasped.
    He had his face next to her neck as he licked her skin then nibbled on her earlobe.
    “Say it.”
    Tyler moved his hands under her skirt and between her thighs but not that high.
    “Say it now. Where do you want me to touch you?”
    She couldn’t say it.
    “Turn around. Bend over the table,” Tyler ordered and she complied.
    “Hands in position, legs apart, Paula, do not make me say it again.”
    She did as she was told and Matt stood there in awe.
    She was bent over the round wooden table, her legs spread wide, her skirt lifted up to nearly the crevice of her ass. He couldn’t see her panties, and he wondered if she were wearing any.
    “You are to obey me or receive punishment.”
    “What?” she asked in a shaky voice.
    “This body is ours. We own it.”
     
    * * * *
     
    Paula felt her entire body shake, and anticipation of what Tyler was going to do had her hanging on a thread. She was scared, turned on, and about to explode. Her reaction shocked her. His strong commanding voice and the way Matt stared at her as if everything Tyler said he said, too, made her aroused and overly sensitive.
    She waited with her face against the cold, hard wood, her arms behind her head and her ass sticking out. She felt the material of her skirt against her ass cheeks, and she knew that they watched her. As she felt the cream drip from her pussy, she clenched her thighs together.
    “Legs apart,” Tyler commanded, and she adjusted her stance.
    “You are not following the rules. I told you when I give you an order that you’re to obey it. Understood?”
    “Yes,” she nearly moaned.
    “Reach back with one hand and pull up your skirt to receive your spanking.”
    “Spanking?” she blurted out, feeling shocked and concerned. Was he going to beat her? Oh God, she couldn’t allow this. She didn’t want to feel the pain.
    As if sensing her uncertainty, she felt Matt next to her side then his hands gently caress her back as he whispered against her neck.
    “We won’t hurt you. You’re aroused, and your pussy is nice and wet for us, but rules must be followed in our presence and when we’re not there to warn you. Now lift up the skirt and obey.”
    She began to shake. “I can’t. I’m scared Matt. Please don’t hurt me.”
    He kissed her spine. She felt his warm lips against her skin and then his voice eased her fears.
    “Shhh, baby, listen to my voice. We will never hurt you. Take this first step as we earn your trust. If you can’t handle it, tell us to stop and we will. I promise.” He kissed her skin and she began to calm down.
    “Lift up your skirt.” Tyler’s voice felt as if it penetrated through her skin.
    She swallowed hard then reached back to pull up her skirt.
    “Sweet Jesus! Look at her ass.”
    She tightened up. She knew it was big. There wasn’t a thing she could do about it.
    She felt the palms of hands caressing over each globe.
    “Thong panties, huh?” Tyler stated.
    “Her favorite color is pink,” Matt added.
    “That’s good. That’s real good because that’s what color her ass is going to be for not answering my question earlier.”
    “Maybe give her another chance,” Matt stated, and then she felt his finger trail along her thong panties then between the crack of her ass before it reached her mound.
    She moaned.
    Tyler moved to the side of her so she could see his face. “I don’t give second chances, but since you’re new to this and I promised to ease you into it, I’m going to allow this. I want you to trust Matt and me. Relax.”
    Matt moved his finger under her panties and now pressed it against her clit.
    “Where do you want me to touch you?” Tyler asked her, and she couldn’t speak. She couldn’t say it. She was so turned on right now. She was curious about their control and his