Saturday, 12 September 2020

Saturday Spankings #SatSpanks #spanking #BDSM #romance


Welcome to Saturday Spankings. This week I'm taking you to beautiful Africa!

He grinned as he reached for the waistband of her knickers. He dragged them down her thighs and made short work of removing them.
Now she was ready for him, all he needed to do was get his cock out. And damn, from what she’d seen it was a very fine cock too.
She closed her eyes, tugged her arms, and spread her legs.
“Pretty pussy,” he said, stroking over her pubic hair.
She knew she should be ashamed of her position, of exposing herself to this man who wasn’t her lover. Who was someone who liked to discipline her in the most unreasonable of ways. But she was too far gone on the road of lust. Her needs were all-consuming.
He flicked over her clit.
Her entire body twitched, her legs pinging as if made of elastic.
“And so wet,” he said, slipping lower to her entrance.
She held her breath as he circled her there, then slid in. As he stretched her with what she thought was two fingers, he set his thumb over her clit.
“Oh, yes, yes…” she hissed. Being filled was bliss and just what she needed. She canted her hips for more and gasped as he smoothed over her G-spot. “Rhett, yes, just there… oh, fuck…”
Moist clacking noises filled the air as he began to finger fuck her. She’d take what she could get, her orgasm was racing toward her, coming was within reach again. She knew it was going to be big, so big. She wasn’t sure how she’d cope with its ferocity when it was finally set free.
“Jeez, woman, you’re so sweet and tight.”
She didn’t answer, it was there. Her heart thudded. She forgot to breathe. The topple into ecstasy was within reach.
He pulled out.
All sensation stopped.
“No!” she wailed, opening her eyes. “Not again, you bastard, you total, utter, fucking bastard.”
He laughed and stood from the bed. “I think we can safely say you’ve learned your lesson, Casey.”
She clamped her legs together, tried to scissor them to create enough stimulation to work her clitoris, but it was no good.
She arched her back, kicked the mattress, shook her head. The all-consuming disappointment at not coming was eating her alive.
He stood at the side of the bed, his hands on his hips, looking down at her.
“What the fuck are you staring at,” she snapped at him. “Call yourself a man, do you?”
“A man who demands his woman be obedient.”
“I’m not your woman.”
“You’re living in my house, sleeping in my bed, and seconds ago you were begging me to fuck you. I’d say that makes you my woman.”
She couldn’t argue any of those points, and besides that, her brain was fudged. All she could think of was getting free and masturbating. She might have a quick scout around and see if there was anything she could use as a dildo too.
“And…” he went on. “Don’t think I’m setting you free anytime soon.”
“What?” His words infuriated her further. “I demand that you do, right now. You’ve had your fun.”
“Disciplining isn’t for fun, Casey, it’s to ensure you walk the line.”
“Yeah, right, fingering me didn’t get you hard, is that what you’re telling me?”
“Not especially.” He was annoyingly still while she was fidgeting. “Though hearing you beg, seeing you practically naked, that did.”
She huffed.
“But I don’t need to go and jerk off, Casey, if that’s what you’re wondering. I can wait for the real thing.”
“The real thing. You think you’re ever going to get that from me now?” Red dots of anger danced in her vision. “Because you’re not. You’re bloody well not. I want to go back to Amakala. I can’t cope with your stupid games, your constant crossing the boundaries of our relationship.”
“You still want to go back there?”
She said nothing, just scowled at him. It was the last thing she wanted. At least not until she’d been well and truly fucked by Rhett, that was what she wanted right now.


  1. Hmm. Now I need to know what she did to deserve this punishment. He's clearly enjoying having her at his mercy. Great snippet, Lily!