Sugar Princess by Martin Nicolina

Author:Martin, Nicolina [Martin, Nicolina]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B08SKR1L32
Goodreads: 56619964
Published: 2021-01-08T00:00:00+00:00

Misha

Her eyes are glazed as she pulls up her skirt to her waist, pushes down her panties and, with hesitant, jerky moves, bends over my lap. She takes her time, draping herself across my thighs, her body tense like a piano wire. I let her fight herself, and when she’s finally settled into an awkward position, I grab her hips and pull her to me, arranging her the way I want her. My cock strains my pants, and I want to do so much more than just make the skin of her ass sting, but I’m a man of honor. Somewhat. This session is about punishment, and to train her to submit to my will.

I’ll fuck her later.

I will teach her my preferences, learn all about what she likes, explore every inch of her voluptuous body and make her weep with need for me.

Carrie Ellerbrock is a one-of-a-kind woman, an unexpected find in this suburban hellhole, an uncut diamond that I plan to polish into a shining gem.

“Such a good girl,” I coo as I stroke my palm across her pale ass, bared for me. She trembles and her chest heaves with every breath. I don’t think it’s only fear. I don’t think it’s mostly fear. When I spanked her back in her office that first day, the scent of her arousal hit me like a sledgehammer. She wants this badly, but has never dared to ask for it.

“Syrniki, Carrie, is your safeword. You know what it’s used for? Repeat it.”

“Mm-hmm.” Her breaths come in short gasps. “Syrniki? I’ll never remember that. What is that even?”

“It’s sweet pancakes. My favorite dessert. It’s what I think of when I think of you. Do you want something else?”

She’s silent a few moments. “Okay. Syrniki.”

“Good girl,” I whisper.

My arm raised, I bear down on her right ass cheek. Hard. She jerks and gasps. I wait for her to settle, then I repeat the slap on the left side. A groan escapes her, but she doesn’t fight me, doesn’t try to get up.

“Count for me, printsessa. Count and remember why this is happening.”

“Bastard,” she grits out.

I tut.

“Two,” she adds in a rush.

I bring my hand down again. Right, left, right, left, waiting for her count, the words are gasped with increasing strain. Her skin blooms red, warm, no doubt stinging. Beautiful.

“Thirteen,” she finally squeals. “Ow!”

“Such an uneven number,” I say teasingly.

“No! It’s enough! I’ll be good.”

I smile as I caress her reddened skin, making her shudder. I wait. She should know what to do.

“Daddy,” she adds. “I’ll be good, I promise.”

My smile broadens into a grin. My balls ache and I’m fighting my inner beast hard, pushing him down. I want to fuck her so bad, but it will have to wait. She deserves her reward.

“Good, good girl. Now get up and come with me.”

She lurches to her feet, her face as flushed as her bottom, her blonde locks in disarray. She makes a move to pull up her panties, then hesitates, looking at me for confirmation.

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