AzureWarrior21: Longer ones will come
Guest: Already did, as you might know or might not, and another should be posted tomorrow.
Pillager of Twilight: Celica simp
See, a little more frequent with updates now, yeah? I already have the next two written as well, so those should be posted sooner rather than later. Also writing the next chapter of my Convergence story. Busy busy... Anyway, here's some Jin and Tsubaki! Enjoy!
Chapter 19: This Girl's In Need of a Spanking!
It was so unbecoming of an NOL officer to behave in such a manner.
Shaking her ass back and forth in her uniform that hugged her voluptuous curves nicely. It was like the two clumps of ripe plump meat that swayed all over his office had a mind of its own, demanding attention. So desperate for it the typically flawless Tsubaki screwed up simple directives. Bringing the wrong files, dropping pens on the floor, things like that.
Not until Jin brought it to her attention did the redhead realize how much she needed a spanking.
Once Jin grabbed her waist and pushed her against the wall; when she insisted they had important work to complete and crumbled to the slightest graze of his fingers. Only when Jin kissed her until she discarded precious documents to grab at him. Not until she was bent over his desk and stripped of her soaked panties or when she lifted her sore rump into the air after receiving one strong, lingering, open-palmed strike on her ass. Tsubaki never knew. Always responsible, adamant on caving into her craving and desires, oftentimes reprimanding those who portrayed a lack of self-control.
She never knew when.
Jin, however, did.
The skin of her ass was now red, stinging from the relentless slaps he'd inflicted upon it. Tsubaki reeled from the painful sensation, which only made her apparent arousal all the more contradictory. As she caught her breath, sucking back in a cry, teary azure eyes stared upwards at him. The sternness in Jin's gaze made her wince. Spotting movement in her peripheral view drew her eyes down his lean figure to a healthy erection arching from his zipper. Precum beaded on his head and Tsubaki wanted to reach out and stroke him. She attempted but had both hands pinned on the desk, given a sterner gaze.
Bracing herself as Jin's hand drew back, a smack louder and harder than the previous flurry reverberated within the room. Her body snapped off the table. Tsubaki managed to contain her voice in a silent scream, feeling that sting buzz in her clit. Teasing her, Jin began running the bulbous head of his cock along her labia. Squirming within his grasp while he gathered slick, Tsubaki attempted to remain level-headed in spite of the lust hazing her mind. Whatever semblance of discipline she had eviscerated once Jin finally plunged into her. Tsubaki stretched obediently to accommodate his considerable length and girth.
The rhythm of his thrusts were brutal, punishing the dirty woman he received as his secretary, frantic in need and desperation. One of his hands left her waist and slid under her body to grope a breast. He firmly squeezed the ample weight against his palm, an addictive sensation that flooded his thoughts even outside her presence. Bra-less uniform meant nothing stood in his way, far less to remove, and the fabric might as well not even be there. The cries escaping her mixed with whimpers but were ones of pleasure nonetheless. It was imperative for Tsubaki to keep her voice in check unless she wanted other guards to rush in. The wet heat of his tongue dragged along the shell of her reddened ear, the merciless ferocity of his tempo not waning even by the slightest.
She was so hot, soaked, so inviting and tight. Losing himself in the woman bucking back into him, Jin brought his hand down on her bottom that now glowed as red as her hair. Tsubaki cried through gritted teeth, squeezing his cock to a point of asphyxiation. He grunted in effort while continuing to spank her, listening to hoarse cries and sobs of his name as Tsubaki became nothing more than a whimpering pile of meat. Wanting to observe the twisted expression on her countenance he turned her over, never once ceasing his ruts, hearing the squelching of her dripping wet contracting pussy, drinking in the rare form of Tsubaki Yayoi. Saliva ran down her chin, tongue hanging, dazed eyes rolled behind her head. The redhead yelped and moaned in sync with his rabid thrusting in a delirium of helpless pleasure. Reaching the end returned Tsubaki from the depths of euphoria.
Hot, thick ropes of semen poured into her core in a sticky rush. Jin shoved balls-deep and her back bent like a bow from the force and sensuality of the sensation coursing through her body. Tsubaki was not impeded this time when her arms flew around his neck to draw him down and embrace him, feeling the other's body's shudder riding out their ends. A tranquil silence unfurled as they enjoyed each other's warmth for a lengthy period of time before Jin rose. Semen spilled from Tsubaki once he'd pulled out and the sight delighted and satisfied him, white dollops of his seed dripping onto the carpet. The visual just made him want to stuff her again, give her the spanking she so desperately deserved and craved, but the returning background noise of officers conversing and roaming the halls reminded him where they were.
"Jin..." No rank, no familial endearment. Tsubaki's voice dripped of pure sexual need for him.
"It would seem you haven't learned how to act accordingly," he lightly reprimanded, brushing aside her bangs with gentle fingers. Jin's thumb pushed against soft lips and she stuck her tongue out, inviting him in, tenderly licking it. She then grabbed his wrist with both hands and proceeded to attend to each finger one by one, maintaining constant eye contact.
"Forgive me," she panted, kissing his palm.
"Truly, what a disgraceful secretary I have been given." Jin traced her bottom lip with his index and roused a choked gasp. He thumbed her cheekbone, then moved his splayed hand down to cover a breast. Jin circled a hardened nipple, her chest heaving in anticipation. Oh the unspeakable actions he wished to commit on this woman. "An utterly feeble apology."
"I would never lie to you." Tsubaki wasn't halted this time from stroking his erection, admiring the tool employed on her that always turned her world inside-out. "Please, forgive me," Tsubaki begged, attempting to pull him in, but Jin remained glued to the floor. Her eyes shimmered in plight, like a child denied a toy, when Jin zipped and moved for the door, begging for his touch. She chased him and clutched his shirt.
"Remain here after your shift," Jin firmly ordered, the sterness in his voice making her wince and step back. "Your punishment will continue then."
A joyous smile brightened up her expression. "Yes, Jin," she bowed and watched him exit, her thoughts consumed on what was in store when they were truly alone.