“I tried so hard to let you make the first move, but I came to realize that if I left it up to you, it might not ever happen. That’s why your phrase is so important. You’re still in control, even if I’m punishing you or funishing you.”
“Funishing me?” she asked in a voice that was more trembly than I’d ever heard her use before.
“Spankings aren’t always for discipline,” I explained. “Sometimes, they’re for pleasure. And when that’s the case, they’re called funishments. You and I. We’ll explore it all,” I said, seated beside her while rubbing circles on her ass cheeks. If I’d pulled her across my lap, she’d undoubtedly sense my arousal.
“I never heard it called that be—”
I cut off her comment by bringing my palm down upon her delectable ass, just hard enough to sting a little. There was
