A Spanking in Time (Bexhill School) by Simple Tom

Author:Simple, Tom [Simple, Tom]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Retrospank
Published: 2013-07-16T21:00:00+00:00

She switched out the lights. The darkness was relieved only by the dim street lighting filtering through the curtains. It took a moment for her to get used to it. When she got back to Dick, his inhibitions had gone. He stood up and threw his arms around her, pulling her tightly to him. Their lips and tongues met again. His right hand slid down her back until it was caressing her bottom, his left held the nape of her neck. He moved his mouth from hers and kissed her ears and neck, working his way around to her lifted throat. She knew then, absolutely, that this was going to be the first night of the rest of her life. She surrendered to the idea with an almost imperceptible shudder.

He moved his left hand and started unbuttoning the front of her shirt.

“Naughty boy!” she murmured. “No wonder you got caned!”

“For this, it would have been worth it.” He slid her shirt off her right shoulder, put his hand under the material and fumbled behind her back for the clasp to her bra.

“Dick,” she said, trying to see his eyes through the darkness, “shall we do this in the bedroom?”

“Yes, let’s.”

She released herself from him, let her shirt drop to the floor and led him down the darkened corridor to her bedroom. The curtains were still open, so the room was lit by the solitary light on the path that led behind the flats. She moved to close the curtains, but Dick put his arms around her and pulled her back.

“No. Leave them open. I want to be able to see you.”

“But what about the neighbours?”

“They can’t see in, silly, but even if they could – all the better. I’d enjoy their jealousy!”

He reached behind her and unzipped her skirt. It fell around her ankles. She stepped out of it and put her arms around his waist. He slipped his fingers into the waistband of her knickers.

“Wait a moment.” She leaned back and picked up the long-handled hairbrush from her dressing table. “I’m being a bad girl, aren’t I? Don’t you think you should teach me a lesson?”

“What do you mean?” asked Dick, sounding puzzled.

“Well, shouldn’t bad girls be put over someone’s knee and spanked?”

“But of course I don’t want to spank you! I’m very glad you’re being a bad girl!”

He wasn’t getting ‘on message’.

“Dick, I don’t mind if you spank me – really.” She hoped she didn’t sound too desperate.

“Of course I’m not going to spank you – I wouldn’t hurt you for anything! I like you much too much. Now come here, darling.”

He drew her back to him. She could feel a tumescence beneath his trousers as he held her to him once again, kissing her passionately. She enjoyed the feeling of his tongue entwined with hers and the manliness of his arms around her, but she knew, absolutely, that something was missing –and she knew what that something was.

He let go of her and started taking his own clothes off.

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