as
he smacked her again. “Good! It feels good!” She groaned as he did
it again, this time on her left cheek, and her clit started to
throb. “Oh, God!”
A few more ‘thwacks’ and Isobel felt
her nipples pebble and her pussy-lips start to swell. She could
feel moisture pooling and coating the tops of her legs, and her
back was slick with perspiration. “Ohhh…” Tyler used what she had
figured out was a paddle of some description with an ability that
screamed of years of practice; knowing exactly where to hit and
where to avoid to cause the most discomfort and arousal.
He eventually finished, and Isobel
could have screamed at him to continue. It felt as though her ass
was on fire, and his hands once again rubbed her skin, somewhat
soothing it, but doing absolutely nothing to soothe the echoing
heat of her pussy. Isobel felt as though she would die if she
didn’t climax soon, but she instinctively knew that to ask him for
release would be a big mistake.
“How did that feel?” His tone was
gruff and she heard the unmistakable tinge of arousal as he
spoke.
“It hurt.” She was breathless and
aching, and wanted so much more than to simply be
punished.
He laughed softly. “Do you think that
is a more suitable punishment for you than spanking was, and if so,
why?”
He had raised her upright again, and
as he talked he turned her so that she was facing him. Before she
could reply, he put a finger under her chin and lifted her head so
that he could watch her face. “Remember to be totally honest with
me, Isobel.”
She took a deep breath
before speaking, aware that if her body was shaking, then so would
her voice. “Yes, Sir, it is definitely a more suitable punishment,
and a more effective one.” She knew he wanted to hear more than
that, so she hesitantly continued. “It hurt a lot, but it wasn’t
unbearable. In fact, the more you paddled me, the more I wanted.”
She paused again. “I’m sorry, I should have said the more I needed , not
wanted.”
“Continue.”
“As you were paddling me, I thought
about my failings, and realized that deceiving you was not only
wrong and unfair to you, but it was also doing us both a great
disservice.” She felt herself blushing. “And the more you paddled,
the more aroused I became, which was a punishment in itself because
I knew that I would not be allowed to climax, which added a depth
of frustration to my emotions.”
“Thank you, Isobel. Your honesty is
refreshing. In fact, it’s extremely stimulating, as you can tell.”
He looked down at his obvious hard-on and then looked up and smiled
wryly. “Of course, that could also be the result of having a
beautiful, naked woman in front of me.”
Isobel blushed at the praise. Without
being conceited, she knew she was attractive. But, to hear someone
like Tyler say that he thought she was beautiful was a definite ego
boost.
“You’ve been suitably punished, I
believe, Isobel, although you need to prepare yourself for the fact
that you will undoubtedly be punished again in the future; on
probably more than just a few occasions.” Isobel merely nodded,
having fully expected that to be the case. “I think that you have
earned a reward now.”
“Thank you, Sir.”
“Back up on the desk, Isobel. On your
back this time, please.”
Isobel scrambled to do as he’d
instructed, lying down with her arms to her sides and her legs
parted so that Tyler could have easy access for whatever he had
planned. She turned her head and watched as he shed his clothes,
gulping as his magnificent cock finally came into view. Fully erect
and huge, it was a feast for her eyes, and she licked her lips
longingly, hoping that he would let her suck him.
Tyler took hold of her ankles, and
gently pulled her towards him so that her legs hung off the edge of
the desk from her knees down. He reached towards her with one hand,
sliding it up her leg and coming to rest on