Fuck her

"That's fine," you say, "we'll just fuck to make up the shortfall."

"Oh, okay." She bites her lip uncertainly, obviously aware that vaginal penetration will be extremely uncomfortable following her whipping, especially as she is no longer at all aroused.

You lower your trousers and briefs and sit on one of the chairs, your phallus standing to attention thanks to the enjoyment you took from administering her punishment.

"Use your mouth to get it nice and wet, then spit on your fingers and do the same to your twat."

She does as you say, her lips sliding expertly over your shaft, taking the head of your cock effortlessly down her throat. She is clearly very experienced and is using her skill to get you as close to climax as possible, so as to minimize the amount of penetration required. You can't blame her, particularly as her talented tongue swirling over your glans makes it by far the most pleasurable blowjob you have ever received in your life. Still, you planned to fuck and fuck you shall.

Lifting her mouth from your prick leaves a string of slobber from her lips to your tip, which drips down her chin when it breaks. She immediately spits in her hand and finishes lubricating herself, wincing painfully as her slender fingers slide between her well whipped nether lips.

"Get on top of me," you order. "You're going to do all the work, today."

She nods and straddles you, guiding your shaft into her tight pink cunt. With a whimper, she lowers herself, engulfing your entire length, inch by agonizing inch. You rip off her t-shirt to free her shapely breasts. You saw most of them earlier behind her apron, but the unobstructed view is far better. Soft, bouncing globes with pink nipples pointing slightly upwards, as if begging you to fasten your teeth upon them, they are well above a handful, but demonstrate not the slightest hint of sag.

As she begins to rise and fall, the barista uses her pelvic floor to grip your manhood like a silken glove. Your gasps of ecstasy mingle with her whines of pain and you wrap your hand in her hair to take control of her movements and urge her to faster, harder thrusts. As your passion peaks, you can no longer resist the allure of her magnificent breasts and bury your face in them to stifle your moans of release.

Your cock throbs, covering the inside of her twat with your cum and you slump back with relief. A little teary but smiling, the redhead lifts herself awkwardly from your shrinking dick and gets on her knees to clean your member with her tongue. You are pleased that someone seems to have trained her in the importance of respectfully pleasuring a man, something which you suspect all attractive women will now be taught, thanks to your use of the Rulebook.

After she finishes her job, you pull your trousers back up and praise her for her excellent performance. She positively glows at your words and once again offers you the meagre contents of her purse in gratitude for your efforts in correcting her behaviour.