Free Good Girl (Playroom) by Erica Chilson Page A

together. I’m breathing heavily, but I can feel the force of Auggie’s breath down the extension of his arm to his hand. Auggie is panting at the picture of his hand on my body. It makes me feel proud that I have this effect on him.
    Augustus sits next to me on the bed. His large body completely takes over. He leans back a bit , rolling his glorious stomach muscles, and looks me in the eye. “It’s time for your punishment. Monsters get punished, good girls get rewarded. Lay your body over my lap.” His voice is serious and solemn. Auggie’s tone makes him sound as if it hurts him to punish me, that it is for my own good. But the gleam in Auggie’s eye shows the pleasure he is getting out of me being his Monster.
    I crawl over to him and he arranges me where he wants me. Auggie’s lap is very wide. When talking to him, you forget just how huge he really is. My cheek rests on one thigh and my hips on another. Auggie’s fingers deftly roll down the waistband of my shorts, exposing my bottom. Something hard flexes under my nipples. I think it’s his thigh- it has to be.
    I’ve never been spanked, but there is no doubt that I am about to be. I’m not scared. A thrill runs through my body and pools between my thighs and ignites my budding nipples. I want Auggie to punish me. I want the guilt of messing up so much tonight to go away. I don’t care that it’s my birthday, I’ve screwed up and I need punished.
    The cold air on my ass doesn’t chill me. It flashes fire throughout my body. I tense and the ache in my belly grows to a painful hunger I don’t understand. I just need it to go away. I whimper and Auggie soothingly shushes me.
    “You’re about to se e what type of man I am- an ass man,” Auggie hypnotically murmurs. His voice is an intoxicant. I scream before the pain registers. His huge palm smacks my ass and thighs in one hit- hip-to-hip, tailbone to thighs. Flames lick along my back and legs. I pant through the pain as it radiates from hell and back.
    “Why are you being punished, Willow?” Auggie asks in that voice that I now associate with when he means business or is aroused.
    “I’m a Monster . Good girls listen to Augustus. Monsters ignore his advice.” I whimper.
    “What do Monsters get?” Auggie asks, voice thick with anticipation.
    “ Puni-” P…u…n…i…s…h…e…d… I scream long and loud as Auggie whacks me three more times in quick succession. Tears dampen his thigh and I sniffle. I want to rub the burn away, but I instinctually know that would be a huge no-no. I accept the pain as penance for my bad behavior. I will never forget to listen to Auggie. What he says is law.
    Whatever that is under my nipples isn’t a thigh. It bucks underneath me and pulses to an unknown beat. It can’t be HIM. It spans from one breast to the next and then some.
    “What do good girls get?” Auggie deeply growls.
    “Rewarded,” I sob.
    “Masturbate for me, Willow.” Auggie orders in a sluggish voice. “I want you to associate this type of pain as pleasure.”
    “I don’t know how,” I say under neath my breath, fearful that I will disappoint Auggie and get thwacked again.
    “You’ve never touched y ourself?” He sounds surprised.
    “No,” I honestly answer. “I watched Essie do it before while she went down on a guy. But I never felt like a girl, so I didn’t bother.”
    “What do you mean by that?” Auggie softly asks. I feel a flutter over my hair like he’s petting me.
    “I couldn’t get turned on by myself. I look like a little boy. I’m disgusted by my body,” I say in embarrassment.
    “ I never want to hear those words from your mouth again,” Auggie angrily growls at me as he smacks my ass. I scream from the intensity of the pain. “Remove those negative thoughts from your mind,” he orders with another swat. The last spanking only makes me hiss since it fell across my thighs.
    “ I assure you, you’re all woman. You’ve been hornier than hell all day,”