Memories of Surrender by Sophie Kisker

Author:Sophie Kisker [Sophie Kisker]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Odyssey Press
Published: 2023-12-27T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 22

Lydia

I’ll go mad unless he finishes what he’s started.

He crosses the room and pulls the blanket off the spanking bench. “Ready for this?” His smile is broad.

“Yes, please, oh, please!”

He releases the cuffs one at a time, supporting each arm and massaging away the stiffness. I sigh, relishing the care he takes to check me over. Once he’s sure my knees won’t collapse, he releases my ankles. He puts his arm around my waist and almost carries me over to the bench. I start to climb on, but he stops me.

“You need to sit for a moment and drink some water before we go any further.”

I scowl.

“And pouting gets you punished.”

I deepen my scowl on purpose, then grin. It’s so incredibly refreshing to not have to school my emotions. To not act like he wants me to, but to let out what I’m honestly feeling.

“Oh, honey, I know exactly what to do with subs like you. If I really want to punish you, I’ll simply stop this session and send you to bed.”

My mouth drops open in horror. “Sorry, sir! I won’t protest again, I promise! I’ll drink anything you want me to!”

He throws back his head and laughs. “You are so transparent. You can’t wait to be draped over the spanking bench and fastened down.”

I grin again.

“The tighter the better, I’ll bet.”

My grin widens.

He hands me a glass of water which I down in seconds and hand back.

“Climb on.”

I jump up and turn around, placing my knees on the split bench, and draping my upper body over the wide section of padded black leather. My elbows rest on the arm supports, and up at the top I lay my cheek to the side. With each strap across my ankles, my knees, and finally my waist and wrists, I relax a little more.

He kneels in front of me.

“Comfortable?”

“Mmm hmm. Very. Sir.”

He reaches under the bench by my chin and brings up a clip which he fastens to my collar. Now I can’t even lift my shoulders. I place my cheek back down on the leather and float.

“I’m going to make a couple of adjustments here.”

The supports under my knees swing out so my ankles are wide, opening my backside to his view, bringing my dripping pussy into focus. I’m split open as far as the tendons in my thighs can go. The cool air on my skin is an intense contrast to the burning heat of my need.

The bench moves, tips forward slightly, and now my head and chest are lower than my ass, which is thrust up into the air like an offering for the pleasure of an ancient and powerful god.

He drops his fingers onto my skin, smoothing it and sliding down the curve of my back and into the valley that runs between my legs. He pushes his whole hand between my folds as he scoops up my wetness with his fingers then trails it to my other opening. With one slick finger he circles the tight hole before pushing past my resistance and entering.

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