Posted by kaitlynkitten , Wed Dec 04, 2013 02:30 PM
"Lay on your stomach," he orders. I adjust myself, my pulse pounding loud enough for the neighbors to hear. "I'm going to spank you hard. Call out the level of pain from 1 to 10." Peeking behind my shoulder I see J holding a neon green strap, almost like a seatbelt material. He is shirtless, wearing low hanging basketball shorts. Dominance floods his aura. The sight is sexy as hell, but I roll my head back onto my arms and concentrate on slowing my accelerated breathing, "Okay." A few seconds pass before I feel the sharp bite on my right thigh. "Mmmm 4." I receive a 6 next Then a 7. Next, a sequence of stimulating but tolerable 2s that build in intensity with each snap. I can hear the strap cut though the air in a whoosh before I scream and my leg muscles contract and I tuck my arms and legs towards my stomach as I writhe in a throbbing 9. "Ow ow ow," I whine and press my hands over my searing skin, trying to dull the pain. My eyes are teary and I don't know if I could take another hit like that. Of course J can sense this, and I hear the nylon strap zip against the wall, it's terrifying weapon-like qualities vanished. My eyes still closed in healing, I feel J's warm voice in my hair, "Good fucking girl."