Total pages in book: 105
Estimated words: 101247 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 506(@200wpm)___ 405(@250wpm)___ 337(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 101247 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 506(@200wpm)___ 405(@250wpm)___ 337(@300wpm)
I chuck my dress towards his feet. "That's what I thought."
I pop out of my bra and toss it disrespectfully at his head. He plucks it out of the air before it lands and holds it up like a prize while I cup my boobs.
"You're beautiful, Francesca," he says. "But you are also very, very impertinent."
I pinch my nipples, then slip the lacy fabric of my underwear down my legs. I toss them over to him. He brings it to his nose to inhale.
I drag my fingers through my wet folds and hold it out under his nose as I step forward, but he simply grabs me by the wrist.
"Are you being a brat on purpose, Francesca? Are you trying to goad me?"
“Maybe.”
"If your girl challenges your position like that, what would you do to get her back onto a path of respect? "
I bite my lip. “Swat her buttocks?”
“And how many swats will she be receiving today?"
"Forgive my mistake, Sir. Ten swats."
"Over my knee," he says and points to his lap.
"Yes, Sir."
I turn and wiggle my bare ass in his face before I lay my naked body over his knee. My hair sweeps the floor and he reaches out to gather the strands off my face and push it to one side so they hang over my neck. Gently, he combs through the strands with his fingers.
"Have you ever been spanked, Francesca?"
"No."
"We shall remedy that today. I want you to count aloud," he murmurs. "Are you ready, Francesca?"
I look in the mirror. "Yes, Sir."
His hand rises into the air and comes crashing down on my rear end. The sound of his palm hitting my flesh continues to vibrate in the air around us.
"Ouch. Ooh. Ooh, that was…" I gasp. Did I really say ten? I don’t actually think I can take ten of those.
“Count, Francesca,” he commands.
“One,” I yell.
"I'll go slowly at first," he says, rubbing his palm in circles over my rear. I wriggle my ass to make it jiggle for his benefit and to ease the sting.
Smack!
"Owwww….Two."
"Are you alright, dear?" There is an edge of amusement in his voice. He clearly doesn’t think I can go the full ten.
I take a deep breath. "Check between my legs, Sir. You tell me."
He pulls his hand up higher for the next one. "When your girl displays a cheeky attitude, you know she's not getting punished… she’s enjoying herself. It is time to ramp it up a little."
Smack!
"Aww… Hey…”
“Count, Franchesca,” he reminds pleasantly.
I grit my teeth. “Three."
Smack!
"Four. Oh. Ouch."
Smack!
“Five, damn it.” It’s starting to really sting now, but I’m not giving him the gratification of thinking I can’t go the whole way.
His reflection smiles. “Remember no sneaking in stolen orgasms.”
“Orgasm? Are you kidding?” I scoff disdainfully.
He runs his finger along the crack of my dripping sex. “What have we here?” he asks conversationally as he plunges two fingers into my pussy. I’m so wet his fingers make a squelching sound. I moan with shock and pleasure.
"Oh-hh-hh..."
I watch him piston in and out a few times, then bring his glistening fingers up high, turning them this way and that. Satisfied with the amount of my lust coating them, he sticks them into my open mouth. I suck his fingers clean.
He pulls his fingers out and pushes them again into my sex. My body arches with need. When he withdraws his fingers this time he puts them into his own mouth. I see him close his eyes and savour the taste of my suffering. My ass is burning, but I’ve never been more turned on in my life.
Smack!
But this time he has positioned his hand in such a way part of it smacks my sex. I jump.
“Count, Francesca,” he reminds.
"Six." My voice is a high-pitched scream.
Smack!
Again his fingers hit my clit.
"Seven. Oh, wow!"
Smack!
"Eight! Oh!"
Smack!
Oh God. Now I understand what he meant by telling me not to sneak a stolen orgasm. "Nine."
"Last one," he says.
Smack!
"Ten! Oh, ten! Ooh!"
"Would you like your reward now, Francesca?"
"My...?"
"You endured ten. Would you like to come?"
My sex is throbbing so hard I can’t even think. "I… I…?"
He smirks. "I think I will be sad if you say no."
"Oh. Oh, yes. Yes. Please."
He turns me to my side, then sticks out his tongue and takes a long, slow lick, ploughing through my wet folds. Wasting no time he plunges two fingers into my pussy. I arch my back and slam into his thrusts. In the mirror it looks like I am bouncing on his lap, my breasts jiggling hard.
"Oh. "Oh. Oh. Oh, my... Oohhhh! Oh God...!” And just like that, I climax.
I never... I never knew I could come so hard. Or so fast!
Valentino gathers me into his arms and deposits me on the bed. I curl up like a peacefully sleeping cat. In the mirror, I can see my ass is bright pink. Valentino is taking his clothes off.