I stepped into the hotel bathroom and turned around to shut the door, but Tom darted in behind me.
I gasped. “What are you doing? You can’t be in here! I’m in the bathroom.”
He rounded on me and confronted me. “I told you not to talk to Albertson, didn’t I?”
I stared at him and my jaw dropped. “What?”
“I told you not to talk to Albertson. I told you very specifically before we left the house not to talk to him and you went and did exactly that. Didn’t you?”
“Tom, you….”
He held up his hand for silence. “Don’t talk back to me. Did you or did you not talk to Albertson after I specifically told you not to?”
I blinked once…and then relaxed. “Yes. I did.”
“And you did you or did you not know at the time you spoke to him that you were deliberately doing exactly what I told you not to?”
“Yes. I did.”
He nodded toward the sink. “Turn around and bend over.”
“Not here!” I cast a desperate glance around the bathroom. “At least wait until we get home. You can’t do it here.”
He raised one dangerous eyebrow. “Excuse me?”
I opened my mouth again, but no sound came out. That eyebrow told me in no uncertain terms that he could and would do whatever he pleased wherever he pleased. I couldn’t tell him what he couldn’t do.
I gulped. “Please…. please wait until we get home. Once we’re in private, I’ll do whatever you want me to do.”
His eyes flashed even more menacingly. “Are you saying I should let it slide and let you get away with this?”
“I’m not saying that. I’m just saying…”
“Then turn around and bend over. Quit stalling or you’ll only make it worse for yourself.”
I didn’t doubt his word. He could make it a thousand times worse if he wanted to, but for some reason, I didn’t turn around or bend over.
An even sharper edge snuck into his voice. “You admit you disobeyed me. That means you deserve your punishment, so bend over. What possible justification can you offer for why you should do anything else?”
“Only that we’re in a public place. We’re in a hotel with all your work colleagues downstairs at the office Christmas party. Shouldn’t we……?”
He didn’t answer. He only glared at me with his eyebrow cocked like that.
I cringed and turned away. He obviously wanted to punish me in a place where he knew I would be even more uncomfortable. He chose this bathroom to make a point.
I turned to the sink, bent over, and propped my elbows on the counter. I shut my eyes and braced myself to take my punishment.
“Pull up your skirt.”
I angled my arms backward without straightening up. He had very specific instructions for how I was supposed to act in these situations.
I pulled my skirt up over my hips. Tom swiveled around to my side and ran his hand down my panties. “You’re a bad girl, aren’t you?”
I gulped again to get my parched throat working “Yes, Sir.”
“When are you gonna learn? When are you gonna learn to be my good girl?”
I didn’t answer. That question didn’t require an answer.
“You’re a bad girl and you deserve to be punished, don’t you?”
“Yes, Sir,” I squeaked.
“What do you say?”
“Please, Sir, may I have my punishment?” I really meant it, too. I wanted to get it over with so I could go back to the party going on in the hotel lobby.
He circled my ass a few more times. Any second now….
He pulled his hand back and WHAM! He brought it down in a stinging smack across my ass. My underwear took most of the sting out of it, but that was just the first shot.
He circled in a gentle caressing motion a few more times. “You’re so damn sexy, you know that?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“You turn me on so much when you bend over and take your spankings so well.” He swatted at my ass again without taking my panties down. “You know I’m gonna fuck your brains out when we get home, don’t you?”
“Yes, Sir.” I couldn’t get turned on by that knowing what was coming.
He slotted in closer to my side, hooked his thumbs over my panties, and slid them down to my thighs. “Oh, baby!” he breathed. “Such a sweet, fuckable ass!”
I compressed my lips. Now that the cool air grazed my ass,… now he would really lay into me. All this sex talk only meant the spanking would be that much worse. Punishment spankings were never fun.
He rubbed my ass harder this time. He lingered near my crack and ventured lower near my pussy, but he didn’t delve inside. I wasn’t here to enjoy myself, but he sure was.
All at once, he pulled back his arm and slapped down hard across the cheek closest to him. I winced and swallowed the urge to cry out.
Tom circled my ass twice more and then WHAP! His hand came down four times in rapid succession, twice on each cheek. I gritted my teeth and willed myself not to make a sound.
Tom laid into my ass even harder. He switched back and forth from one cheek to the other building up power. The sting escalated to a blistering lash, but I still kept quiet.
He gave me three more spanks and chuckled. “That’s right. Take your punishment like the bad girl you are. One of these days you’ll learn to be a good girl, but you’ll still beg me to spank your ass, won’t you?”
He slapped me hard one more time and I finally let myself cry out. “Yes, Sir!”
“Good. Now that you’re behaving yourself, I’ll do you a favor.”
“Thank you, Sir.”
He slipped his hand up my thighs and his fingers vanished into my saturated wet slit. He found my clit and rubbed it in maddening little circles.
Blissful pleasure flooded me, but only for a second before he stepped back and slammed his hand down on my ass with all his might. He spanked a thousand times harder now that he gave me a little shot of pleasure to go along with the pain.
He pulled his hand out and sniffed it. “Mmm. Delicious.”
He stepped behind me and brought both hands down together on both my ass cheeks at the same time. I screamed, but he wasn’t done by a mile. He slapped five times one after the other until I gave voice to full cries of agony.
“Beg for it!” he thundered. “You’re a bad girl and you deserve a spanking. Beg me for this.”
“Please!” I screamed. “Please, Sir!”
“Please, what?”
“Please….spank me! Please! I need to be punished. I’m a bad girl.”
“I said beg!” he bellowed.
“Please… I’ll be a good girl… I swear it…. Please…. don’t spank me…. please, Sir…. I need you… I love you…. I serve only you…. I’ll be good for you…. Please… I swear….”
“I know you’ll be good.” WHAM! “I’ll make sure of it!” WHAP! “If you don’t, you know what will happen.” SLAM! “Isn’t that right, you bad girl?”
“Yes, Sir!” I screamed.
WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! His hands slapped my ass cheeks raw.
Every spank escalated to even more stinging pain until I couldn’t contain it anymore. I burst into tears and buried my face in my elbows to take the last brutal slaps.
Tom slipped to my side. He looped one arm around my waist and ran his soft, warm palm over my upturned ass. “That’s right. You take your punishment like a good girl, don’t you?”
I sniffed. “Yes, Sir.”
“Do you love me?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Do you love my punishments?”
I cringed again. “Yes, Sir.”
He caressed my ass in wider circles that included my swollen push lips. “That’s right, baby. That’s right. You know I’m gonna fuck you like this.”
I sobbed the last of my tears into my sleeves. Now came the nice part where he forgave me.
“Do you want to feel how I’m gonna fuck you?”
I hesitated. “Yes, Sir.”
He didn’t move to the back again. He stayed at my side and smacked me hard across the ass. The blow trembled up my spine exactly as though he was fucking me from behind.
“Say you love it when I fuck your sweet ass.”
“I love it when you fuck me…..Sir!” I screamed again as he brought his hand down hard on the lower part of my ass.
Before I could move or speak, he went at it again. He spanked hard and fast, but not as hard as before.
He lit up my skin in raging pain. I stifled my screams in my elbow and howled my agony to no one.
Tom caressed my red, burning ass. “Good girl. That’s right. God damn, your ass looks so ripe and pretty with my handprints all over it. Mmm. That’s right. Your ass is all mine, baby.”
He glided up my thigh to my slit, and in a second, he started to rub my clitoris again. I couldn’t moan even though it felt heavenly. I didn’t want to let my guard down while he still had my ass to spank.
“Come on, baby,” he purred. “You know you love it.”
I did love it. I ached for it and he knew it. He rubbed faster and spread my juices over my pussy lips.
I held myself stiff and tense, but I couldn’t resist for long. I moaned and leaned back into his hand.
Instantly, he plunged his fingers into my sodden hole. He jammed them in to the knuckle and strained deep.
He pumped them in fast and I exploded into wild orgasms. I muffled my own screams while he smashed his hand in tight, and in half a second, it was over.
He withdrew his hand and stepped away. “Mmmm! You smell so fucking good. You smell good enough to eat. Do you know that?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Good girl. Stand up and put your clothes on.”
I straightened up, pulled up my panties, and tugged my skirt down into place. He stood off watching me while he smelled his hand. I blew my nose and checked my makeup in the mirror before I faced him.
He swiveled around in front of me and locked his powerful brown eyes on me. “Now listen carefully, baby. You’re going to go downstairs to the party and you’re going to keep socializing with everyone like none of this ever happened. Understand?”
I nodded down at the floor. “Yes, Sir.”
“You’re going to talk to everyone EXCEPT Albertson. Do you understand?”
I nodded again. “Yes, Sir. Everyone but Albertson.”
“If he tries to talk to you again, tell him I don’t want you talking to him, and if he has anything he wants to say to you, he should tell me. Understand?”
I nodded.
He cupped my chin and raised my eyes to his face. “I asked you a question. Do you understand my instructions to you?”
“Yes, Sir,” I choked. “I understand perfectly.”
“Then you have no reason to do anything else, do you?”
“No, Sir.”
He closed both hands around my cheeks and kissed me on the forehead. “That’s my good girl. You took your spanking very well. I’m proud of you.”
I sniffed again. “I love you.”
“Good girl. Go on now.”
He pushed me toward the bathroom door. I braced myself to go back to the party.
Now I would spend the rest of the evening trying to disguise how sore my ass was. I had to act like my panties weren’t chaffing my ass and turning me on. I had to cover up how much I wanted Tom to take me home and finish what he started.
Just as I put out my hand to open the door, he grabbed me from behind. He shoved me face first into the wall. I barely got my hands up to flatten myself against the tiles.
He collided with me from behind and his rock hard frame plastered me so tightly that I gasped. “Tom….!”
He sank his teeth into my neck and dug his raging hard prick into my ass. “Don’t you dare move! This ass is mine.”
He yanked my skirt up. I tensed for half a second and then his blazing hot palm grazed my stomach. I moaned as he plowed his thick fingers down into my panties.
He forked around my clitoris and I almost screamed. A torrent of molten passion erupted out of me.
All the pent-up desire from his punishment exploded into a full-blowing orgasm, but I stifled the noise with an effort. I didn’t want anyone outside to hear me.
“Fuck yeah, baby!” he snarled in my ear. “Oh, fuck, yeah!”
He stripped down my panties and lifted my skirt just enough to wedge his cock between my ass cheeks. I angled my ass up to meet him and he plunged into my inflamed pussy.
I whined in desperate agony as his powerful thickness found the deepest bed of longing inside me. I needed this so bad. He built me up to a fevered pitch of hungry ravenous lust and now he finally fulfilled my darkest desires.
“Oh, fuck, you are so fucking wet!” he hissed. “You love taking that cock, don’t you?”
I couldn’t answer. I sobbed and panted and then the catastrophic wave of orgasm hit me. I squealed as he pulled back and smacked into me from behind. His hips hit the sore spot on my ass and I really did scream.
He lunged for me and clamped his hand over my mouth. He compressed my head between both his hands and that position set off my most desperate screams yet. Now I could unleash all my passion. I didn’t have to hold back anymore.
I howled and bellowed against his palm, but he cut off all sound. He drew back and pumped into me even harder.
Rolling surges took over. I dissolved in a tide of cum that milked the juicy gush of hot fluid all over his cock.
“That’s right, baby!” he growled. “You take it like a good girl. Oh, yeah. Fuck me, baby. Fuck that cock. Go on and take it. Do you feel that cock banging your sweet ass? Oh, fuck, yeah. That’s my sweet pussy to fuck. I’m gonna make you cum, baby. That’s right. Give me that sweet ass and let me feel you cum.”
I was already cumming so hard I couldn’t stop. He smashed me against the wall and silenced the screams that deafened my mind to all but his thrusts. His thick, ridged cock cracked me in half and then the spasms clamped my muscles tight around his shaft.
He bumped me almost off my feet and knocked me into the wall, but his own forearm took the brunt. He pinned me there between his massive arms with his mouth sealed to my ear.
“Fuck! Give me that ass to spank, you bad girl! Take it like a bad girl. Huh? Do you fuck like a bad girl? Huh? Is that why you disobeyed me—so I would spank you? Bad girl! Bad girl! You love to fuck, don’t you? Huh? Do you fuck that cock?”
His hands stopped me from answering, but inside my head, I screamed at him in raving madness. Yes! Oh, yes! I fuck like a bad girl! Oh, fuck, spank me. Oh, yes! Please spank my ass! I’m a bad girl! Fuck me, oh, please! Please, fuck me!
He didn’t have to hear me because he already knew how much I loved it.
I backed my ass into his drilling thrusts and savored the delirious wet spanking noise of his hips pounding my sore red ass.
He gripped my mouth and used my head as leverage to drive in hard. He pommeled me against the wall and I gave myself over to the luscious drunken waves of orgasm sweeping me away.
He ground his teeth into my ear whispering profanities into my brain when, all at once, he bellowed, “Fuck!” and slammed in hard.
He stayed there as his cum ejected into my deepest recesses. Heat and juicy goodness flooded me and I relaxed into the final throes of deepest satisfaction.
He eased off and let go of my mouth. I sobbed and whimpered in the dying torrent of blissful delight.
A deluge of steamy cum gushed down my thighs when he pulled out. It made me so incredibly hot that I whimpered again. We still had hours left before we could leave the party and go home.
He zipped up his pants eyeing me with that harsh, appraising glare that told me he wasn’t done by a long shot. This was just a taster.
He waited while I pulled my skirt down and straightened my clothes. I stole a sidelong peek at him and he dove in and kissed me. “You’re perfect, baby. You’re so sweet.”
“Thank you, Sir.”
He straightened up. “Good girl. Let’s go.”
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