Alisa
At first, I feel a little awkward and stupid, draped over my mate’s lap in this strange position, my panties cutting into my thighs.
Then there’s the pain. It takes over, blinding me, blurring my vision. I want to tell him to stop, I want to scream out our safe word, but I push forward. I a part of me wants to see how much I can take before I give in.
And I’m not sure if a minute has past yet.
“Relax,” Derrick says, his voice drowned out by the noise in my head. “If you tighten up like this-” he runs his hand over my burning ass and cradles my cheek -“it hurts more.”
I try my best to let go and relax, but I keep waiting for that next smack.
It lands.
Hard and sharp.
I inhale, and press my hips into his lap. He warmly massages my butt until I start to relax a little.
There
