I love this spanking scene in Goldie’s Surrender. It’s on sale for 99 cents for only a few more days, hurry up and get it before the price goes up!
I actually feel the moment she concedes. The tension in her body lessens beneath me, and she relaxes into my kiss. My cock aches as I devour her sweet mouth, and tries to find its way inside her as I taste myself on her lips. Goldie squirms gently, but for the first time the fight in her is gone, and as I pull away she lets out a small moan.
“Fuck me, Logan. Please?” Her plea is soft, and causes my length to harden explicably. My eyes scan her face and then, rolling to her side with her small wrists still encased in my palm, I absorb her fabulous body. She is strong, fit, and toned, yet she is curved and warm in all of the right places.
“Not yet, little girl,” I whisper in reply, choosing to deliberately use the term I know will cause her the most irritation. “First, I am going to spank this sweet ass again, and then I am going to explore you, taste you, and take you apart with my tongue.” I glance down at her as she registers my words, her face demonstrating how she feels about my proposals. “And then—and only then—am I going to fuck you.”
There is a crack of thunder from outside, and although the storm sounds like it is moving away, the rain still pounds against the walls of the tiny cottage. Her eyes widen a fraction at the sound, but she’s considerably calmer than she had been earlier, her attention now almost entirely focused on me.
“Are you ready, Goldie?” I am not sure how much longer I can contain my arousal. My need to possess this little stranger who came wandering into my life less than a day ago is stronger than anything I have ever felt for a long time. She gazes up at me, her pale blue eyes sparkling as another flash of lightning rips the skyline somewhere.
“Mmmm, yes. Please spank me, Logan, sir.”
I know she is playing with me, and yet I have never witnessed our guest be so docile and compliant. Not wanting to miss this unique opportunity, I offer her a small grin before kneeling up over her and flipping her onto her belly. She lands gently with a small yell of surprise, but offers little more in the way of complaint as I lift her and shift her soft nudity back over my lap. She settles in on top of me, nudging my hardness with her hip as her legs splay beautifully behind her.
“I’m going to redden this naughty little bottom of yours again, girl,” I say with a forced severity that I hope she’ll be able to see through. She twists to her left, assessing my face, and smiles as she realizes that I am just playing in order to heighten her sensation.
“Thank you, sir,” she replies, blinking her long lashes at me. “I have been terribly naughty.”
“Yes, you have,” I agree. My palm lands flat against her bare bottom, sending a tremor of sensation down into her sex. I look to her face, finding that her eyes have fluttered shut, and her mouth has fallen open. I keep watching as I spank her again, slightly harder this time. Her peaceful visage barely changes, although there is just the faintest glimmer of pain as the strike registers.
“I have the feeling that you’ve never been spanked before, Goldie.” The sound of her name revives her, and her blue orbs open, searching for my face. “Tell me, little girl, am I right?” She braces as she catches the look of my right palm rising behind her, and then stills as it lands against both of her vulnerable cheeks again. This strike is harder still, and leaves a satisfying warmth radiating from her backside as I move my hand away.
“Yes, sir,” she answers in a whisper. “Nobody has ever spanked me before you.” A blush engulfs her face at her admission, and the look of her stretched out subserviently over me sends a new, fierce jolt of desire shooting through me. My cock throbs painfully, desperate to be inside her. My hand connects with her bottom again, and this time I indulge myself, taking a moment to sweep one, and then two digits down into the warm space between her legs. Her pussy is sleek and smooth—waxed I presume—and as I explore further, I find her sex slick with her own hot arousal. As I draw my fingers through the moisture, she groans, pushing back against me in a brazen attempt to be filled.
I remove my hand in an instant, and bring it back down onto her backside hard and fast. “That is enough!” I chide her. “You will be fingered and fucked at my leisure, young lady—not at your own.”
“Yes, sir,” she replies, squirming over my lap as I spank her again. I smile. It’s unclear to what extent Goldie is just enjoying the roleplay, and how much she really relishes the idea of being naked and spanked over my knee, but either way, I am loving this smoking-hot opportunity to tame her. Landing another strike on her rosy flesh, I begin to alternate cheeks, snapping my wrist against each in turn, and watching as her body responds to both the pain and the pleasure. After another five spanks, I land a particularly hard strike against her right cheek, and the sting draws her hands, which had been resting by the sides of her head, to her backside. I capture her wrists again, holding them away from her body with my right hand as she struggles beneath.
“Did I tell you that you could move your arms or interfere with your spanking?” My voice is stern, and she eyes me with an anxious expression.
“No, Logan, sir,” she admits quickly. “I’m sorry.” For the first time I suspect that she might actually be contrite, and the thought makes my cock even harder.
“Do I have to bind you?” I ask her. She shakes her head at me wildly.
“Please, no!”
“I could, you know,” I go on. “I could bind you and keep you here in my cottage for my pleasure, and for the pleasure of my brothers.” Her body stills, the tension seeping back into it.
“You wouldn’t?” she says in that way that always sounds merely like a challenge.
“You know I would,” I answer, twisting my body to look upon her directly. “It is little more than you deserve after coming in here uninvited, taking what you want and expecting to walk away scot-free?”
“But…” She squirms, struggling against my tight grasp of her. “But you promised? If I submitted to your spanking yesterday, then you would help me back to my car.”
“Hmmm,” I reply, watching as the fear and arousal in her eyes battle for control of her body. Which will win the fight, I wonder to myself. “I did promise that, didn’t I?” I pause, lowering her wrists, and pressing them into the small of her back. “Yet looking at this rain, I don’t think I’ll be able to take you anywhere on foot for the next few hours. It looks like you’re stuck here, little girl, so you may as well be useful while you are.”
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