In which a girl writes about having to ask for a pussy spanking:
And so he began. With those amazing, magic fingers of his, knowing exactly how to touch me, bringing me right to the edge. But I wasn’t ready to beg to be hurt yet, so he began to tease me, circling around my clit, denying me his touch on my pleasure points, not allowing me to tip over the edge.
This happened again, brought to the edge but then allowing the pleasure to dissipate as I struggled to bring myself to the point where I would beg for pain. The third time, I knew it was no use and I begged to be allowed to come. I could hear his smile as he said “Are you ready?” I could do no more than nod, I was so desperate to come, and then he hit me, a lot – and it was amazing.
He did not however, permit me to come that time, but again I was allowed to ebb away from the edge before being returned to the point where I was desperate to come, and again I begged to be allowed to come, to be hit – and he did. But still he would not let me come.
Yet again I was left hanging without my release. And again he touched me and teased my clit and worked on me until I was trembling and wanting, oh so much to finally be pushed over into bliss. So once more I begged to come, begged to be hit and he did. Some of his slaps to my pussy were really quite harsh but then suddenly his fingers were back where I so desperately needed them to be and I had the most incredible orgasm.