The kiss makes me tingle somewhere he hasn't spanked, I feel his fingers running up & down my thighs, I would clench them together if they weren't shackled so far apart. he does it again and kisses the top of the other thigh and I am squeezing.. I'm squeezing my pussy. He lifts his hands off, but moves them to slide my top up, I lift my shoulders off the leather and he slides it past my breast, catching my nipples as he does and I give a little gasp, then he's standing behind me, his hardness pressing against my pussy and I feel light kisses all the way down my spine from between my shoulders to the top of my shorts. He grips my hips and pulls himself hard against me, god, if I was free…. I lift my hips to push back and as I do, he slides his hands round to the front of my shorts, unbuttoning them and opening the zip to the bottom, he pulls his hardness away from between my cheeks and slips my shorts and my HK panties down as far as they'll go with my legs splayed apart. I feel his fingers dipping into my wet pussy and I clench around them as he slides them in & out… I want to swear at him, I curse myself silently for being so predictable..at the same time as I want to beg him to fuck me. I feel him withdraw and the wanting hurts more than the tawsing. I hear him walk away back to the rack and hang whatever it was up the he picks something up, is it one or more things.. I screw my eyes shut and listen as his footsteps come closer.. now my ass is bare whatever he hits me with is sure gonna hurt more.. a paddle? a switch? a flogger? I listen with butterflies in my stomach suddenly becoming constricting snakes, knotting & writhing.
