#51) Spanking in Lieu of Sex

#51) Spanking in Lieu of Sex

She’s not seeing the floor
though it’s just two feet away
right in front of her face.
She’s seeing red
her mind filled with the fact
that she’s about to get her first adult spanking.
She’s not feeling his right hand
as it yanks up her skirt
and pulls down her panties.
She’s feeling scared,
thrilled, anxious, elated,
sexy, exposed, anticipation.
She’s wondering if
a lifetime of potent fantasies
will be eclipsed by the painful reality.
Cool virginal cheeks
tremble, clench, relax,
arch up hungrily.
His hand answers her desire
cups one cheek, then the other,
then takes careful aim.
And then it’s gone
leaving her quivering
at the edge of this towering cliff.
The exact opposite of this stillness
explodes in the next second
on her bum, in her mind, within her sex.
Oh, it stings, and the second one’s worse
and then more spanks than she can count
land across every square inch of her very round rump.
She grasps at his ankle
trying to get a grip on the agony
instead of reaching back to protect her flesh.
“No, please, that’s enough, too much,” she pleads
while he answers with a hellish question
“Don’t you think you deserve it?”
Tears spring to her eyes
prism her inward-looking vision
over-brim her lashes and tumble away.
They fall on the wooden floor
droplets accumulate into a mini-puddle
evidence of the major pain and humiliation.
But moisture accumulates
just behind her swollen labia, too
evidence of something greater.
Endorphins flood her system
transforming sting to warmth
searing pain into sizzling pleasure.
Without even realizing
she’s leaped off the sheer cliff
and is soaring high above them both.
No longer bound by this earth
she rides thermals of an insatiable hunger
currents of a decadent desire.
“Yes,” she sighs
over and over and over
until she earns her release.
“Yes!” she proclaims, a sub who
deserves this reward of asexual climax
of spanking in lieu of fucking.

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