realized you would do that. May I ask why?”
“It is necessary to stop you moving about during the procedure and the spank—or any other implement being used—hitting the wrong part of your body. Similarly, if you jerk suddenly during the activity, you may fall off if not restrained.”
“Oh, I can see that. Okay.”
“If you have no other questions, please lay as I have said.”
He waited until she tentatively lay down before tying her hands and then moving to the other end to wrap a tie around each knee, firmly affixing her to the apparatus. Seeing she was getting a little anxious, he laid a soothing hand on her back, brushing her long hair off to fall to the side so it didn’t get in the way. “Don’t worry. I will remain here. An important rule for the Master is not to leave a bound person alone in case something happens and they can’t get free.
“Now, as we have stated previously, one of the reasons for being spanked—or any other punishment—is because you deserve to be chastised. The fact that you neglected your instructions and were not ready for my arrival is the first penalty. I can think of many others, but I want you to tell me what these may be.”
As soon as he finished, without waiting for her to speak, he gave her the first of the spankings, knowing she was too busy thinking to consider the impending hit.
“Ow. Shit. I wasn’t expecting it so quickly.”
“Come on, Kat. That was for the reason I just indicated. I am waiting for the next.”
“Oh, um, being reluctant to join in classes at the start of the week.” He hit her other buttock, and this time followed it up with a soothing caress. He could feel her tightening her butt. He wondered if it was more for the caress than for the hit. He hoped it was.
“Keep going.”
“Er—not opening my legs wide enou—Ahhh, what are you doing?” Ben had pulled her panties down. Then he hit her bare butt.
“That was a satisfactory reason, but one you could have given was your constant questioning.” He gave her another spank for that. “As for why I have pulled your panties down when you requested to keep your underwear on, well, the reasons are varied. Firstly, so I can ascertain how pink you are getting and better determine when you have had enough. Secondly, I get a better hit without anything in the way. Thirdly, and the most important reason, because I am the Master and I want to see your naked butt. That alone should be reason enough. Now continue with your list of appalling mistakes.” As he finished, he ran his hand over her hot butt and down her thigh, coming up her other leg, his fingers brushing her pussy and up her cleft.
He could see she was panting and felt her body quiver. “Kat!”
“Um, oh God. I can’t think when you do that. I’m not sure I’ve done anything else wrong. Have I?”
Giving her two hard spanks to either buttock, he then moved in between her legs to fondle both of the globes, caressing softly. He shifted forward until his erect cock tenting his trousers was wedged between her buttocks and nearly moaned loudly at the pleasure this gave him. His voice was huskier than normal. “How about the fact that you have failed to call me Master or Sir? Probably all week.”
“Oh, hell. Sorry, Sir.” She finished with a whimper as he rocked back and forth, moving his hands to unclasp her bra. The sight of Kat bound to the bench, her naked buttocks against his hard cock, her panties around her thighs, bra dangling from its straps, made him groan. He desperately wanted to see her luscious breasts, but for that he would have to untie her, and she might think her session had ended. Instead, he ran a hand up her back, caressing, moving around her body to clasp the breast which fell to the side of the padded board. She jerked in response but didn’t say anything. Emboldened, he did the same with the other one, easing it from where it was pressed against the board, plucking the nipples between finger and thumb
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