Fluttering Panties & Hair Tugs

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This story contains consensual adult spanking, bondage and sexual situations.

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Chapter Two:

"Ana now that your bottom has been warmed up I think it is time to strike up a relationship, so what we have together does not plateau. You as an adult choose to submit to me with I as your master. I am a benevolent dictator and by signing the agreement you from this moment on accept you are mine."

"I must," Ana could barely speak she just nodded and dove into the unknown.

With two insistent tugs of Ana's panties were exposed down to her lower bottom crack. Ana sucked in a deep breath and surrendered her panties. The naughty college student closed her legs tightly and wiggled her hips in sultry dance movements which caused her silk panties to flutter wispily down her lithe lotion slick silky legs. Christian had bared Ana's bottom and with a couple of panty tugs and the servile willing wiggles of Ana. Her movements announced her acceptance to his capricious whims which targeted her breathtaking bottom. Christian pulled her hair and the firm tug was followed by two hearty, meaty flesh.

"SPANK" "CRACK" two perfectly applied swats jolted her bottom, yet they awoken a wonton desire in the naughty college student. A tingling and dripping she could not deny from red swollen vagina. Even more unbelievable to the young sultry college student was her vaginal lips had filled and appeared bloated with blood. It was as if her vulva had been spanked too and yet not a single finger had touched the swollen nether lips. He had to see her arousal and the sheen on the inside of her legs. Christian may have noticed, but it was evident he had tunnel vision for his intended mission

Ana's butt stung anew from the two shock spanks, but that was comforting too. Amazingly just two swats of his masculine large meaty had ad reddened her bottom and had awakened the riding crop's heat. Ana was not sure why they were reassuring, it was all, so different. His swats and tugs caused her breath to catch in her throat. He was playing her like a violin. Ana was not sure what she was walking into, but it was exhilarating to her as he tugged her by her long brown hair which shone with a luster further over to the far side of the room over to an apparatus like none she had ever seen and a pre-climatic shutter went through both her sexual orifices with an intensity that hardened her nipples at the tips of her breast.

Perhaps it was the expectation of unexpected and her master was up to blow her mind. After arriving at the apparatus it was Christian's turn to be mesmerized as he took in the artwork he had painted on Ana's bottom.

"Christian was a man of few words, but when he spoke the business man meant business and would accept nothing less than obedience.

Ana's sense of smell caught the heady scent of the leather which covered the sturdy oak trestle and she bucked away in sudden apprehension. Christian still holding her glossy tresses settled her nerves using her long hair as reins, so Ana could look into her new master's face.

"Young lady you are much ado about nothing.

"I know, I just umm well yah know n-nervous."

"That is normal when you are devoting yourself to your chosen master. This is real, Ana and what you are about to experience is a fusing of unrequited obedience and sexual nirvana.

"I am frightened. A brightened bottom I have, but to place myself in bondage. Must I?"

"Do you trust me?"

"Yes with all the energy of my being!" The college student said in a little girl voice.

"Then be a good girl and climb up onto the horse, my spirited filly."

Ana carefully mounted the leather bolstered trestle and the restraint and wide leather straps hanging down to be used to bind her to the spanking horse were not lost on her.

"Good girl, straddle the bar balancing yourself using your aroused vagina."

"Now over you go. Ana mash your belly down into the leather and stretch your arms out and let them hang over the front of the trestle."

Ana played her role, embarrassed at now further showing her brown eye knowing Christian saw it twitch/wink at him. Make no mistake Ana was a willing participant pursuing her chosen destiny. She trusted Christian and gave him an enormous amount of control. Indeed Ana's face heated to a hot red and the college student became flushed aware how open her sex parts were in her offered exposure over the spanking horse.

Ana was clear that within these walls he was her boss, master and this was her story!

In front of Christian his eyes were greeted with Ana's bottom was a bright red and her upper thighs a watermelon pinkish hue where just a spattering of
spanks had landed. Ana heard her master go into his bottom drawer and
told her that she must learn more humility during the continuation of
her spanking. He got out and was carrying a leather covered ping- pong paddle. Ana felt the cool air of the office on her bare ass crack and realized that Christian and her un-wife relationship were writing a new chapter in their life.

Once again Ana found herself on the end of Christian's spanks. Only this time he had in his hand a paddle that conjured up, her long silent fantasies and mind. Though he would apply and fry her behind there was indeed a romantic notion to this more intimate spanking. Picture The Purple Heart Leather Paddle, twelve inches long and the spanking head was about six inches" wide. While one side had a leather heart cutout and the other side of the paddle was smooth as a baby's bottom. It was made with two pieces of leather sandwiched together and stitched. There was reinforcement in the handle to keep the paddle stiff during the giving of a brisk spanking. Christian knew it stung and packed quite a wallop. Later after her love spanking, oh yes, the 'piece of de resistance' the firm spank Christian would leave a heart imprint across Ana's sunburst bottom. And, so it began.

To Be Continued: