The Hobby by Carolyn Faulkner

Author:Carolyn Faulkner [Faulkner, Carolyn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781639544455
Publisher: Blushing Books
Published: 2023-05-22T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 5

During the course of the past few very long moments, all dignity and modesty had flown from her with the strict cadence of the slaps she was receiving. He'd called her "prim and proper", but that phrase didn't describe her as accurately at that moment. There was no telling what he'd seen of her while he'd been spanking her, and she had long since graduated beyond the point of caring.

She hung over his lap like the limp rag she felt she'd been reduced to.

"If I don't hear any objections, then I'm going to do that."

He paused for what was a very generous amount of time.

But she just couldn't summon the energy—or, frankly, the desire, although she knew she should want to—to try to prevent him from doing that, even in the most elemental way of just saying "no".

It surprised him that she didn't even make an attempt or voice any kind of objection, but he very much wanted to find out the answer to his question. He did so as quickly and efficiently as he could, as much as his fingers and hand wanted to linger at that spot between her legs, which, to his great gratification was sloppily wet.

On his way out, he couldn't resist slipping the pads of his very slippery index and middle fingers over her clit quite deliberately.

That drew a response from her—a guttural groan as she arched up, although he wasn't sure if it was in protest at what he'd done, or because him touching her like that was unexpected—or arousing.

Bran was well satisfied with his efforts, but instead of sitting there congratulating himself, he realized that she was probably becoming uncomfortable from the position she was in.

So, before she could say "yea" or "nay", he stood with her in his arms and walked over to the couch, where he arranged her on his lap again but held tightly in his arms. As soon as her head found his chest, she began to cry again, and he held her through it, adjusting her position slightly here and there, kissing her temple occasionally, handing her a tissue when there was a break in the storm. But really, he was just there for her, providing her a warm, comfortable, safe place for her to recover from what was undoubtedly an eye opening experience for her on a lot of different levels.

When she had quieted, and he thought she might have fallen asleep on him—which he would completely understand—he felt her shift against him. "Are you okay, Jenny?" he asked, and she thought she detected a bit of anxiousness in his tone.

"I'm fine," she answered quietly.

That didn't surprise him in the least. Many subs were quite subdued after they'd been punished.

"Would you like me to put some lotion on your bottom? I've been told that it can be very soothing, and I'll be very careful not to hurt you."

"Yes, please." She nodded.

He helped her back into the same position, but this time, she wasn't hanging down. She had the support of the couch—front and back—that the straight-backed chair hadn't provided.

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