Tarnished_Angel
Really Experienced
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- Aug 15, 2009
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Aidan watched curiously as Annabelle approached the table he had indicated and tentatively leaned over it, lifting herself up on her tiptoes so that she could press her chest against the surface. He could see in her body language that she was uncomfortable and hesitant, and yet she had complied with his instructions. When she spoke, asking him to punish her, her voice lacked any conviction, any sincerity, and yet she said the words he had instructed her to say.
It was progress, he realized. She still had a long way to go before she would actually say those words and truly mean them, but the fact that she hadn't refused or argued with him indicated that she was beginning to understand the hopelessness of her predicament. Unfortunately, he couldn't afford to take his time with her. She would have to learn quickly, and that meant pushing her further and faster than he normally would.
As he stepped toward the table where she waited, Aidan couldn't help but admire the curves of her bare ass and the sight of her cunt peeking out from between her buttocks. She was physically perfect. The sight of her bent over the table was enough to arouse him.
"Very good, pet, very good," he praised her, reaching out to stroke her hair softly before letting his hand slip to her back. "But how should I punish you? Pain or pleasure? For you I suspect one is as much a punishment as the other." Aidan let his fingertips slowly brush down her back until his hand cupped her left buttock. Then with a quick snap of his arm, he smacked her buttock hard and gripped it firmly in his hand, his fingers brushing against her cunt.
It was progress, he realized. She still had a long way to go before she would actually say those words and truly mean them, but the fact that she hadn't refused or argued with him indicated that she was beginning to understand the hopelessness of her predicament. Unfortunately, he couldn't afford to take his time with her. She would have to learn quickly, and that meant pushing her further and faster than he normally would.
As he stepped toward the table where she waited, Aidan couldn't help but admire the curves of her bare ass and the sight of her cunt peeking out from between her buttocks. She was physically perfect. The sight of her bent over the table was enough to arouse him.
"Very good, pet, very good," he praised her, reaching out to stroke her hair softly before letting his hand slip to her back. "But how should I punish you? Pain or pleasure? For you I suspect one is as much a punishment as the other." Aidan let his fingertips slowly brush down her back until his hand cupped her left buttock. Then with a quick snap of his arm, he smacked her buttock hard and gripped it firmly in his hand, his fingers brushing against her cunt.