He took a photo of her then bent to slip off her heels. Without the added height, she was forced to lift herself up on her toes, keeping her slim feet nicely arched. Now she was ready to be mounted.
“No speaking tonight, slave,” he said, stroking a finger down the curve of her rib. She knew the rules from her exquisite training. She would be allowed to make all the noises she wanted so long as she didn’t utter a word.
He stepped up close between her legs, pushing his cock into the well of her cunt. Her legs tightened in anticipation, but he only slapped her ass. For a long time, the only sound was her heavy breathing mixing with the crack of a palm, then cries and sobs as the spanking continued. Between spanks, he rubbed the head of his cock against her clit or slipped his fingers into her pussy.
When her toes could no longer support her and her limbs were loose, he finally mounted her. He reached a hand to her face. Inserting his fingers into her mouth, he pulled her head back towards him as she sucked her wetness off him.
