Fiction
20 Sep 2016


You come home from work, opening the door, you step inside and see my coming down the stairs my tie undone and hanging around my neck, still wearing my white work shirt and suit trousers i come to meet you at the door. I just stare into your eyes, intertwine your fingers in mine and kiss you softly. My body opushes into yours and as we kiss, I push you against the door shutting it. My hands start to raise yours above your head as I bite your lip, just a little, then start to kiss down your neck. My left pins your hands above your head as my right hands traces down your arm, my fingertips touching every bit of skin on the down. I drift over your breasts slowly and come to your black pencil skirt I reach half way down your thigh and my hand starts to gather you skirt into my palm, raising it up and reaveling your amazing black lace panties.

I crouch down, my fingertips flirting with the your skin as they run from hip to hip along the hem of your panties. I watch as your diaphragm takes quick shallow breathes and you bite your lip. My fingers curl around the hem of your panties and softly, smoothly drop down your legs. You step out of them and I edge my head closer to your skin as I kiss just above your clit. My hands grab firmly to your waist and turn you around quick, the palms of your hands slam hard against the hard oak door and I place my index finger on the front of your hips bring your ass towards me and gently bending you over.

My hand clutches at your skirt as I bundle it together in my palm and stand up forcing it above your waist and showing your perfect ass. I wrap your hair around my left hand, I pull your head to the side, so I can see your eyes. I stare at you and raise my right hand up into the air palm open and hold it there. I wait, wanting the moment for your eyes to tell me you want to be spanked.

I wait

And wait

And wait

Then bring it down hard and fast onto your ass. It smacks your skin and stings. The pain running into your very core.

I do it again

And again

And again.

Then by your hair I pull you towards me and turn you around. I pull my tie through my collar and tie your wrists together, I pull you by the tie up the stairs. Your heels clacking in the marble floor. We reach the bedroom and I place your tied hands onto hook in our bedroom, making you stand on your tiptoes. I bend down and take away your heels. So you can barely stand.

I walk slowly towards the beside cabinet and take out my black silk tie. Then I come up behind you, you feel my breathe on your neck and hold the tie in both hands, lifting it above your head and then covering your eyes. Tying it tightly around the back of your head . I then kiss the back of your neck. My hands wander around your side, and come to the buttons of your blouse. One by one I pull and they go,

Pop

Pop

Pop

Pop.

Your white lace bra entices me to do more.

You hear me walk round to the front of you. I reach into my trousers pocket and I pull out my Swiss Army knife. You here the blade click into place, the cold metal contrasts to your warm body as I place the blunt end of the knife under the lace between your cups. I pull it towards me; cutting the bra open and revealing your perfect breasts. The tip of the blade gently moves down your sternum and then I drag it towards your nipple resting it there and then kiss the opposite breast.

I walk around so that I am behind you again. I undo my belt, slide it quickly through its hoops and double it over. I grab at your skirt and pull you towards me. I wrap your hair around my hand. And I bring down hard the belt on your ass. It cracks of your ass. Again and again

And again

And again

With each spank I pull your hair...

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