He 'unloads' on you.

You barely have your provocative words out before Broderick has you bent over his lap while he sits on his tent's sole chair, your panties yanked down all the way and removed, and your dress hoisted up to expose your backside.

You feel the first swat of his hand land on your backside a moment later, and you can't hold back a yelp. You're body feels hot all over as Broderick shows you his dominant side, but getting smacked on the butt that hard still really hurts!

Smack! Another slap hits your butt so hard that tears form in your eyes.

You feel Broderick's hand move to your mouth as you open your mouth for a second yelp, but your freshly removed panties are stuffed inside. Your voice is muffled to a barely audible level, though you're sure everyone outside must be able to hear the sound of his palm meeting your cheeks.

You may have bitten off more than you can chew by provoking Captain Broderick so much, but when you try to wiggle off his lap, his free hand presses down on your back, easily holding you in place.

He's so strong... despite the pain in your backside, you're only growing more excited as he continues.

You realize quickly that Broderick's initial anger is mixing with something else now that he's laying hands on your naked rear...there's a lump in his pants poking you in the stomach quite insistently.

Your spanking continues for several more minutes, Broderick ignoring your muffled yelps and stalwartly hitting your butt dead center with each swing no matter how you try to wriggle around.

You've got tears dripping from your eyes due to the pain by the time Broderick stops, but you don't feel the slightest hint of anger towards Broderick...it feels somehow satisfying to be disciplined... Broderick is just so manly when he takes charge like this...

The urge to give Broderick a proper apology overwhelms you when you're finally let off of his lap.

The Captain looks a bit startled when instead of running off to nurse your sore butt like you did during your first serious spanking, you kneel down between his legs, looking up at him with a tear-filled, contrite expression.

"...Sorry for misbehaving, let me make it up to you?" You plant a tender kiss on the bulge in the Captain's trousers without breaking eye contact with him. You see the lust burning in his eyes as he allows you to unbuckle his trousers.

His already fully awakened manhood springs free, and you begin devotedly kissing it all over, feeling it throbbing beneath your lips. You employ your tongue as well, and feel a rush of happiness and pride as Broderick lets out a low moan of pleasure.

After several minutes of exploring Broderick's impressive cock, you move to the top of it, opening your mouth wide to take the tip into your mouth. You suck the tip with an eager enthusiasm, locking eyes with Broderick. He's obviously enjoying himself, and he moves one hand to your hair, caressing it while you continue to work more of his length into your mouth.

Once you've gone as deep as you can manage, you bob your head up and down, Broderick's hand lightly gripping your hair and guiding your movements.

Before long, you feel the meat in your mouth throbbing more vigorously then ever, and a sudden torrent of Broderick's seed fills your mouth without warning.

You swallow some, but can't keep up and pull your head back while Broderick is still erupting, causing his seed to spray all over your face. He lets out a satisfied grunt as the last glob of his cum hits the center of your forehead, slowly dripping down to the bridge of your noise.

You feel an intense pride at how hard you made him cum, and you realize that at some point during Broderick's 'eruption' you had a similar event of a much smaller scale occurring in the confines of your dress.