berry nipples that I can’t wait to suck on. You have a slim waist with a soft tummy that I want to nibble. The most amazingly generous hips that will fit my hands perfectly while I fuck you nice and deep.” Alyssa swallowed hard and stared at Justin as he continued to praise her body. “A naked pussy that I want to taste, and I plan to in a few minutes. Delicious, milky white thighs that I can throw over my shoulders, and your toes, cutest little piggies I’ve ever seen.” She was breathing harder with each word that came out of his mouth and she opened her mouth to pant, needing more oxygen.
“Wow, t–thank you.” She didn’t know what else to say. Nobody had ever thought she was beautiful, and when he said the words aloud, she believed him. He saw her as sexy, and she wanted to cry.
“Do you understand? I’m going to do everything in my power to make you see what I see. Do you know why you’re going to get spanked?” She nodded. She knew.
“Tell me,” he said.
“Y–you are going to spank me because I said bad things about myself.” She didn’t want to say fat , but it was true, she did think that. She had since she was a kid. Those thoughts couldn’t be erased from her brain, but it was such a relief that they thought she was perfect.
“Yes. I’m spanking you because I heard you talking bad about yourself at three different times tonight. I didn’t like it, and neither did your friends. Nobody thinks you’re fat. In fact, men stare at you constantly, and I have to hold myself back from kicking their asses.” She smiled, not sure she actually believed that, but she didn’t say anything.
“Let’s get this punishment out of the way so that Grant and I can feast on your body and show you how sexy we think you are. Come here.” She walked toward him and knew what was going to happen, at least with her clothes on. She knew that this would probably hurt more, though, and she was scared. She stood next to him awkwardly, unsure of what to do next. She didn’t have to wait long to find out.
Justin grabbed her hand and helped her lie over his lap. She moved both her hands down to his calf, adjusting her position over his thighs, the thighs that she had been riding earlier in the pub. She groaned quietly. It was such a different feeling having his jeans against her stomach. It felt rough against her skin, and she loved it. He used his left hand to hold her back down, and with his right he started rubbing her ass in slow circles.
He grabbed a handful and squeezed, proving that his hand fit her ass cheeks perfectly. The anticipation was killing her, and feeling his hand on her made her flex her muscles, trying to prepare herself. She swallowed, waiting for the first smack to land.
“She’s beautiful isn’t she, Grant? You didn’t know that she had this perfect white ass, did you?” he asked.
“I’m wishing it was my hand marking that ass. You’re lucky.” Grant’s deep voice sounded closer, and she knew that he was standing next to Justin, getting a better view of what was going to happen.
“That I am. I’m looking forward to seeing my handprint.” Justin’s hand came down hard on her ass, and Alyssa yelled. She hadn’t been prepared for the sharp pain that ran through her body. Before she could catch her breath, he landed more swats in rapid motion. She squirmed on his lap, rubbing her clit against his leg. The pain turned into pleasure, warming her entire body. With each additional smack, her flesh became tender and hot. She could feel his handprint branded on her skin and she didn’t know if she should beg him to stop or to keep going.
Justin began rubbing her bottom again, moving both his hands up and down her back and ass, gently calming her down. She went lax, surrendering to him fully. She felt strong hands lifting her face and noticed Grant’s feet below her.
“I’m proud of you.” He leaned in and kissed her gently on the lips, wiping her cheeks. She hadn’t even
“Wow, t–thank you.” She didn’t know what else to say. Nobody had ever thought she was beautiful, and when he said the words aloud, she believed him. He saw her as sexy, and she wanted to cry.
“Do you understand? I’m going to do everything in my power to make you see what I see. Do you know why you’re going to get spanked?” She nodded. She knew.
“Tell me,” he said.
“Y–you are going to spank me because I said bad things about myself.” She didn’t want to say fat , but it was true, she did think that. She had since she was a kid. Those thoughts couldn’t be erased from her brain, but it was such a relief that they thought she was perfect.
“Yes. I’m spanking you because I heard you talking bad about yourself at three different times tonight. I didn’t like it, and neither did your friends. Nobody thinks you’re fat. In fact, men stare at you constantly, and I have to hold myself back from kicking their asses.” She smiled, not sure she actually believed that, but she didn’t say anything.
“Let’s get this punishment out of the way so that Grant and I can feast on your body and show you how sexy we think you are. Come here.” She walked toward him and knew what was going to happen, at least with her clothes on. She knew that this would probably hurt more, though, and she was scared. She stood next to him awkwardly, unsure of what to do next. She didn’t have to wait long to find out.
Justin grabbed her hand and helped her lie over his lap. She moved both her hands down to his calf, adjusting her position over his thighs, the thighs that she had been riding earlier in the pub. She groaned quietly. It was such a different feeling having his jeans against her stomach. It felt rough against her skin, and she loved it. He used his left hand to hold her back down, and with his right he started rubbing her ass in slow circles.
He grabbed a handful and squeezed, proving that his hand fit her ass cheeks perfectly. The anticipation was killing her, and feeling his hand on her made her flex her muscles, trying to prepare herself. She swallowed, waiting for the first smack to land.
“She’s beautiful isn’t she, Grant? You didn’t know that she had this perfect white ass, did you?” he asked.
“I’m wishing it was my hand marking that ass. You’re lucky.” Grant’s deep voice sounded closer, and she knew that he was standing next to Justin, getting a better view of what was going to happen.
“That I am. I’m looking forward to seeing my handprint.” Justin’s hand came down hard on her ass, and Alyssa yelled. She hadn’t been prepared for the sharp pain that ran through her body. Before she could catch her breath, he landed more swats in rapid motion. She squirmed on his lap, rubbing her clit against his leg. The pain turned into pleasure, warming her entire body. With each additional smack, her flesh became tender and hot. She could feel his handprint branded on her skin and she didn’t know if she should beg him to stop or to keep going.
Justin began rubbing her bottom again, moving both his hands up and down her back and ass, gently calming her down. She went lax, surrendering to him fully. She felt strong hands lifting her face and noticed Grant’s feet below her.
“I’m proud of you.” He leaned in and kissed her gently on the lips, wiping her cheeks. She hadn’t even
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