Spanked Over A Stool

Monmouth is at it again:

I hit her again, a series of rapid strikes, each harder than the last. A sequence of five – from delicate to brutal. First one buttock, then the other, alternating between them predictably, letting Dolores get a sense of the rhythm of the spanking.

And then a pause. Her red skin peeked out from under the black satiny fabric of her knickers. I slid two fingers down between her legs in an uncommitted, exploratory way – giving her just a little teasing fondle without the promise of any substantial stimulation.

Dolores groaned when I withdrew my hand, her bottom rising in pursuit of my fingertips.

“Would you like some more of that?”

“Yes. Please. That felt good…”

I brought the flat of my palm down on one buttock, sharp. “Well, that sucks.”

After a couple of rounds of spanking and fingering, I unzipped my trousers and stuck my cock unceremoniously into Dolores’ mouth. Her bottom had turned from bright pink to red flecked with purple. My hand on the back of her head to keep her stable – tied as she was to the footstool – I fucked her mouth with deep long strokes.

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