Finding Herself(Surrender, Part 1)(19)

Nate moved away and returned with a glass of water. Nate watched her drink it with darkened eyes, and asked her if she wanted another one.

She shook her head and stood up slowly. “No, thanks.”

“Ok then.” Nate jerked his head towards the table. “It’s time for your spanking.”

“Oh.” Emily clasped her hands and pressed against her lower stomach. There was a dark pit of pressure there, and hearing Nate casually command her to get into position for him made her feel weak. “Oh,” she said again, and stumbled unsteadily towards the table.

She grabbed the other edge and bent down, spreading her legs apart and pressing her breasts against the cool wood. The air felt cold against her exposed, wet entrance, and she felt her nerves tingling with anticipation. She let out an involuntary moan and felt the juices dripping out of her.

Nate stood beside her, watching her silently. She waited for his touch, waited to receive what she deserved. The anticipation was killing her and she wriggled her hips slowly from side to side.

Nate let out a short sigh. “This is crazy. You’ve made me hard again.”

Emily smiled, and just then Nate grabbed her waist with one hand and began to spank her rapidly. His hand came down sharply, striking her soft, round ass and making her groan in pain. And then the spanking became slower – Nate raised his hand high and brought it down firmly. Emily panted loudly and closed her eyes: this was much worse than the quick spanking. The time between the spanks seemed like an eternity, and made her stomach knot with dread. Each time he stopped spanking her, she hoped it was over, and then she felt the hard smack of his hand and the pain seared through her bottom.

Emily’s groans filled the air, and her pussy was clenching on its own. She hated being spread-eagled, she hated being spanked. She began to thrash her hips but Nate held her down.

“Be still,” he growled, “Or do you want me to bring out the paddle?”

Emily whimpered and stopped moving, and then she felt his finger probing her tight rear hole and yelped in surprise.

“An anal virgin.” Nate sounded pleased, and moved his finger out. “Well, answer me, pet. Do you want the paddle?”

It sounded painful. Emily closed her eyes and imagined the hard wood striking her flesh. She felt her juices spurt out and moaned wordlessly.

“It sounds like you want it.”

“No sir! I mean, please sir, not today. You’ve already spanked me so hard.”

“Hmm. I suppose your right.” Nate rubbed his hand against her sore flesh. “No paddle today. But the next time, I’m going to paddle your beautiful ass.”

Emily breathed a sigh of relief, and thought for a moment that maybe her punishment was over. But then his hand came down again, the surprise and pain rocking through her body, and she half-groaned, half-screamed. There was another long pause, and then she felt the searing pain again, and the crack! echoed through the room. Emily closed her eyes and felt herself drifting away. Her bottom was sore but her pussy was throbbing, she was drenched with her juices and she wanted nothing more than to orgasm. She felt her arousal grow and grow until Nate moved away and said, “That’s it for today.”

She groaned and was about to stand up, when she heard the rip of foil.

“This is for me,” Nate said hoarsely, “You’re going to be fucked. It will be rough and quick and you will not come.”

Emily closed her eyes and Nate grabbed her hips. “You’re so wet,” he said softly, and in one swift move he slammed into her hot entrance. Emily screamed out loud. Her pussy felt spread and full like never before, and she clamped down her walls and moaned as Nate thrust into her violently. She rocked her hips and bit back her screams, and she felt the pressure inside bubbling dangerously, seeking release.

She clamped down all her muscles and moaned out loud, trying to hold it in, but then her body shuddered violently and the pressure started to flow out. She heard strange noises, and realized she was making them, and then with a final explosion her climax burst through her and out.

Emily lay exhausted and felt Nate shudder inside her and she realized he had also come. She moaned happily and said, “Wow.”

Belatedly, she remembered that what she’d done was wrong, and as Nate moved away she said, “I’m so sorry, I really tried not to come.”

Nate smiled. “I should’ve known you’d like being fucked roughly.”

Emily felt disappointed with herself, and promised to control herself next time.

Nate tossed a large shopping bag towards her. “Put this on.”

Emily opened the bag and pulled out a light tan trench coat. It was lined with the famous Burberry design, and she slid into it and tied the belt tight.