"One!" she yelped, the bite of the belt creating a line of heat that radiated over her behind. The sting was incredible, much worse than his hand had been.
"Good." He praised her, bringing the belt down again in the same spot.
"Two!" she gasped, trying to remember how late she had been. Three minutes? Five? She couldn't think anymore as he delivered another blow, this time to the other cheek.
"Three!" She moaned, her hands curling into fists as the fire spread over her ass. The moment they did, his hands covered hers, the weight of him leaning in as he pressed her palms flat.
"Open," he reminded her firmly.
"Yes, sir." She gasped, nodding as he backed off and brought the belt down again, smacking her ass hard, the sound of it filling the room.
"Four!" She whimpered, feeling the sting of tears and blinking them back.
"One more, Heidi." His hand moved over the fiery, red skin of her behind, a cool caress.
The belt came down with a tremendous THWAP and she arched, crying out, gasping, "Five!" as her eyes closed and her jaw clenched. The sting and burn was different today, a more localized, tender thing, rather than an overall heat. She bit her lip, waiting, listening to him breathing behind her and wishing there was a mirror here, so she could see his face.
"Turn around."
She faced him, watching his belt slip back through the loops in his pants with an intense fascination.
"Take off your shirt."
She lifted it over her head, exposing herself to him, braless again today, this time in anticipation rather than neglect. His eyes burned their way over the swell of her breasts, down the soft slope of her belly and hips, lingering between her legs at the soft, downy blonde hair there.
"You liked it, didn't you?" He leaned back in his chair. "Yesterday in the bathroom?"
She swallowed, fighting the urge to cross her arms over her chest. "Yes, sir."
"Did it make you wet?" He shifted in his chair and Heidi wondered if he was hard. She longed to find out.
"Yes, sir." She was unable to stop the slow flush in her cheeks at her admission.
He took a deep breath, his gaze sweeping her form, meeting her eyes. "Did you touch yourself after I left, Heidi?'
She lowered her eyes, biting her lip, feeling that delicious throb between her thighs. "Yes, sir."
"Show me." He leaned forward in his chair, eye-level with her little triangle of fur. "How did you do it?"
Heidi closed her eyes against his gaze, sliding her hand down between her legs and parting her swollen lips with her fingers. Her clit was throbbing, aching to be touched, and she worked it in slow circles, her breath coming faster, knowing he was watching.
She heard him gasp when she turned, bending over the desk and moving her other hand over the red, raw skin of her behind, the fingers between her legs still moving around and around between her wet slit.#p#分页标题#e#
"Mr. Kaiser," she whispered, her eyes still closed, lost in the sensation, showing him how she had touched herself in the little bathroom, bent over the counter and rubbing herself raw as she thought about him.
She heard the shift of his chair, the sound of his breath. Her fingers moved faster, her nipples grazing the cool surface of the desk as she rocked, her other hand making soft circles over the red, tingling surface of her behind.
"Yes, Heidi," he murmured, and she felt his hand, then, smooth over the other rounded globe of her ass cheek. She gasped and moaned, arching as she rolled her hips to meet his massaging hand. "Do you like that?"
"Yes, Mr. Kaiser." Her thighs trembled as he squeezed and gripped her ass.
Her fingers were moving in a fast, blurry circle, sending her on a tight upward spiral. His hand came down on the red skin there with a smart SLAP, making her gasp and shiver. She moaned when he did it again and then again, his hand covering a larger area, making the tender spots where the belt had fallen on her ass tingle. He rocked her against the desk with the motion of his hand and she couldn't stand it, her pussy throbbing as he spanked her behind into a fiery red mass of flesh. Arching, she felt his hand fall lower, grazing her lips, and she gasped, spreading her thighs.
"Yes," she whispered, feeling his hand slapping her vulva. "Oh god, yes, Mr. Kaiser!"
The feel of his fingers smacking against the swollen lips of her pussy was too much, and it sent her shivering over the edge, sailing through the waves of her orgasm as she rolled and bucked against his desk. She moaned and spread and went up on her toes with it, rocking back against the force of the hand still spanking her between the legs. She didn't move. She couldn't. She gasped and panted on his desk, her hot cheek pressed to the blotter, stuck there, her fingers still moving slowly in the sticky mess between her thighs.