Kihara makes sure he loves every moment

Marcus watched from the warm water, his cheeks hot, as Kihara stripped out of her clothes. The young prince was sitting on a step running round the side of the pool, where she'd gently put him down just a few moments ago. Now she was getting ready to join him, pulling off her boots, and lifting her robe as he stared in blushing delight. Each sliver of dark skin she revealed by lifting her robe sent another tingle of anticipation through his body, and he couldn't wait for the moment she was naked beside him in the water. Under the warm water, his dick throbbed hotly, his fingers twitching with the urge to reach down there. Only she'd told him not to move, and so he kept himself still as he could manage.

After she'd pulled the robe over head and folded it neatly, she turned and flashed him a smile, standing there tall with her perfect, muscled body bared. Marcus felt his mouth drop open as his awed gaze drifted over her toned shoulders and round boobs, then down towards her flat, muscled stomach. She was just so gorgeous and tall and strong, like a goddess to be worshipped. The young prince just wanted to kneel there at her feet and kiss his way all the way up her long, beautiful legs, tasting her smooth, brown skin, then burrow his face between her legs and pleasure her forever.

It felt like she knew just what he was thinking by the teasing grin on her lips as she leant over to grab a a bar of soap from a shelf above her, her thighs flexing and bulging when she moved. Then she turned and strode over to the pool, slipping herself into the water legs-first with feline grace. Marcus felt his mouth go dry as he watched her sit herself down on the step a little further down from him, the water lapping at her waist and leaving glistening droplets on her skin.

"Come, little one, sit here so I can wash you." She patted her bare lap with her hand, holding the soap with the other at the ready.

"Yes Kihara!" Marcus nodded, eagerly squirming through the warm water to reach her. As soon as he was close enough her hand reached out to grab him firmly by the waist. "Oh!" He squealed in delight as she pulled him into her, guiding him into her lap and setting him down firmly on her toned thighs. The young prince bit his lip, shivers of delight running up his body as he felt her warm muscles against the soft flesh of his butt. He tried to lean back into her chest to feel even more of her, but the hand on his waist held him firmly in place.

"Now remember what I said, okay?" She purred in his ear, amusement in her voice. "Sit nice and still like a good boy while I get you clean." He nodded hurriedly, very much wanting to be a good boy for her. She chuckled at his eagerness, then he felt her shift against him as she rubbed the soap into a lather on her fingers. A little moan escaped his lips as a big, warm hand landed on his shoulder, rubbing soap into his skin. She seemed to be taking her time of it, brushing over his neck and back with long rubs. Every lingering caress sent hot little flutters through his body, leaving him breathing hard, the flush spreading to his neck and ears.

She moved down to his chest next, reaching over him with her soapy hands. His nipples were stiff and very tender, and he couldn't stop himself from moaning out as her fingers brushed over those aching nubs. He fought the urge to wriggle and gasp at the hot waterfall of tingling sensation washing over him, managing just to restrain himself to little shivers of delight under her teasing fingers.

What followed was a very thorough bathing more sensual than the innocent young prince could have imagined anything could feel. Kihara seemed to determine to get her hands on every inch of him, carefully washing down his chest, belly, back and arms in turn using just soap and warm water. She even carefully guided him to dunk his head underwater so she could do his face and hair as well. Parts of him he'd never thought were sensitive seemed to come alive under her long caresses, her teasing fingers setting his tingling skin alight. She seemed to know just how to touch him to coax moans and whimpers from his trembling lips, and by her hot breaths he could feel tingling on his neck she was enjoying every moment.

At long last, her lovely, teasing hands dropped from his shivering body, leaving him flushed hot and shivering slightly. He felt rather like he was floating now in the warm water, his head warm and fuzzy with a heady mixture of arousal and aching love towards the woman who'd made his body hers. Between his soft thighs, his dick felt like it had never been harder, his little balls so hot and swollen it was almost painful.

"Stand up, little one." Kihara murmured in his ear, her breath tingling on his skin. Marcus blushed hotter, but didn't hesitate, obeying her feeling as natural as breathing now. He awkwardly slipped off her lap and into shivering legs, then rose up to stand in the slightly deeper water, feeling it lap at his bare thighs. He could feel her gaze drifting down his naked back, hot and lingering as her hands had been. "You are so gorgeous. From tip to toe, so soft and pale and delicate, a treasure to be cherished." He heard her purr, like a hungry tiger, the heat in her words making his belly flutter madly. She shifted in the water behind him, and he bit his lip, fighting the urge to look. She'd told him to keep still, hadn't she? A hot little gasp escaped his lips as he felt warm water wash down his lower back. Then her soapy hand settled over his butt, cupping one soft, quivering cheek. "Mmm, yes and this bottom of yours, so smooth and round. I love how these bare cheeks fill my hand so perfectly, how they bounce and jiggle at the slightest attention, just begging to be squeezed or smacked." Marcus whimpered, his legs trembling with lust as she squeezed her fingers in, sinking them into the yielding flesh of his wet, bare butt. "That's it, I've been patient long enough. You have been a very good boy today, little one...but I'm afraid this naughty bottom is going to need a spanking anyway."

Just as his overheated mind was struggling to catch up with that last part, her hand slipped away. Then Marcus yelped out in shock as her firm palm cracked across his flesh. The sharp sting came moments later, a hot, glowing pain across his quivering cheek. Only, her hand stayed where it was, rubbing and squeezing at the plump flesh she'd just smacked, making him focus instead on how her fingers kneaded his bare butt in that firm, possessive way that told him he was hers. Her hand drew back again, then landed sharply across the other cheek instead, a firm smack right across the center of that soft, quivering mound. The sharp crack of palm on flesh filled the room and Marcus rose up on his heels in the water, whimpering out with shock. Once again, her palm settled where it was. She cupped the cheek she'd just smacked in a tender, affectionate way, patting and rubbing with her fingers until the pain started to fade. The young prince relaxed with a sigh, little shivers of lust running down his spine. His stiff dick ached and he found himself moaning softly as her fingers sunk into the tender stinging flesh of his butt. Just as he found himself squirming in her grasp, she smacked him again, once across each cheek this time.

"Ow..." He whimpered at the sharp glowing pain. Both bare cheeks were wet and stinging now, but even the pain was just swept up in the needy, longing heat filling him up instead. All he could focus on was the ache in his tiny stiff, dick, the tingling across the tender flesh of his spanked butt that somehow left him longing for another smack. Why was he...enjoying this so much? Why...did he want her to spank him even more?

"Aw, does that sting a little on your poor bottom? And yet you like it too, my naughty bare boy." Kihara murmured hotly, her voice leaving no room for disagreement. Marcus found himself nodding, the cheeks on his face flushing as pink as his glowing butt. He...did like it. This...was nothing like the first spanking she'd given him, where the guilt of his naughtiness and her disappointment had left him in a sorry state even before she'd begun, and the punishment had been more of a way to teach him to do better. Now, he was naked and relaxed in the bath with her, his skin warm and tingly with lust, and each time she smacked his bare cheeks it only seemed to make him more and more excited. He found himself arching his back, moving his hips back to present his butt to her firm, punishing palm. He wanted...more! More spanking! "I knew that was the kind of boy you were as soon as I stripped you that first night. The kind of boy who needs to be naked across the knee of the woman he belongs to, squealing and kicking while she spanks his bare cheeks. So naughty..."

She smacked him twice more, each sharp slap even harder this time, the squeal that escaped his lips more of a breathless, needy whine. Her fingers sunk into his flesh as she cupped one smooth, stinging cheek under her palm. Marcus moaned hoarsely, his entire body flushed and tingling as he waited for more smacks with longing anticipation. Kihara left him dangling in hot need for just a moment before her hand cracked sharply across his wet, bare flesh, and this time she wasn't stopping. As he squirmed and whimpered in front of her, that firm, punishing palm rose and fell again and again, making his soft cheeks bounce and jiggle under the hail of sharp smacks. Between his trembling legs, his tiny dick was throbbing so hot it was almost painful. If she kept spanking him, could he even cum this way? Without even touching it? The young prince shivered and whined at the thought. He was such a lewd, naughty boy getting all stirred up like this just from having his bare butt smacked...he deserved to be spanked, harder and longer.

"Enough..." Kihara murmured hotly, her hand slipping away from his tender, glowing cheeks. Marcus whined in disappointment, glancing over his shoulder to give her a limp, needy look. Why was she stopping? He was a naughty boy who needed spanking! "No, little one, I'm meant to be washing you right now." She replied firmly. "If I kept this up we'd never leave the bath." The young prince honestly would have liked that, and he wondered briefly if he started being naughty and disobeying her she'd decide to keep spanking him. Only...he didn't really want that, he didn't want to disappoint her. Just the thought made his chest all tight and sore. Maybe...he wasn't such a naughty boy after all. "Good boy...you do as you're told." Kihara cooed. "Now turn around." She purred, giving his stinging butt one last firm pat that sent hot shivers through his body.

"Yes Kihara!" The young prince moaned. He squirmed round in the warm water, legs shivering so much it was a struggle to stay standing. Kihara was sitting on the step still, tall enough all the same that her head reached up to his chest. She was staring up at him with a teasing grin, her beautiful face faintly flushed. Marcus gazed limply back at her, feeling like he was melting into her gorgeous, dark eyes.

"One more place I still have to wash, isn't there?" She chuckled, rubbing the soap between her hands. "Step a little closer, and move your hips forward little one, so I can reach that adorable little dick of yours." Marcus shuffled to her, his belly fluttering madly with anticipation. His hips were trembling as he edged them forward, presenting his throbbing dick to her. The smile on her lips turned hungry as she reached her soapy hand toward his aching erection. "Now, I'm just going to wash you, okay?" She cooed. "That's all. Fun comes later when we're back in the bedroom, so you're not going to get to spurt just yet." The young prince squealed shrilly as her fingers gently wrapped around his aching shaft, hardly hearing her words through the haze of needy lust. His hips quivered, and he had to bite his lip hard to stop himself from thrusting his dick into her hand. "Oh dear." She drawled. "You're so very **** after having your naughty bottom smacked, aren't you? This cute little thing is so hard and hot in my hand, so delightful. I think if I touch it much longer you're going to make a mess, aren't you? And then I'll have to clean you up all over again. Better make this nice and quick."

Her teasing fingers brushed lightly over his aching cock, hardly even seeming to touch his throbbing, sensitive skin. The young prince moaned with need. He felt like a helpless toy in her grip, just something for her to play with, his own frantic desire unimportant compared to the pleasure she got from teasing him like this. Her hand slipped down to cup his aching balls for a moment, giving them a gentle squeeze that sent mad flutters through his entire body and made him rise up onto his toes in the water. Then she let him go at last, her soap-covered hand dropping to the floor as his poor, abandoned dick twitched and throbbed.

Marcus stared limply down at his grinning lover. He had never felt...like this. He was **** to cum...he'd never been more **** in his life, but submission to her, being a good boy she'd smile at and be proud of, felt so much more important than his selfish desires. So no matter how much he longed to thrust his hand between his legs and give himself some relief, he stood there obediently with his fingers clenched into fists by his sides. His belly fluttered, his cheeks and chest flushed and tingling, and his little pink nipples so stiff and tender he thought he might even spurt if she just touched him there again.

"Oh...look at you, little one. A well-spanked bottom and a stiff, needy little dick, just how every naughty boy should be kept." Kihara purred. She rose suddenly from the seat, water dripping down her long, bare legs as she loomed over him once again. Her hand found his blushing cheek, gently lifting his face up towards hers. Then she leant in to brush her lips over his for just a hot, blissful moment that left him dazed and gasping for air. "And yet you're not so naughty after all, are you? My precious little one, you've tried so hard to be good, but I think I'll keep you like a naughty boy all the same." She purred as she withdrew. "For now anyway. You'll have to be patient just a little longer. I still need to wash, and it seems I've gotten rather worked up myself playing with you like that." The hot lust in her voice confirmed as much, sending tingles down his flushed skin. As did her own stiff nipples, dark nubs standing out from the smooth skin of her perfect breasts. The thought that she could get so excited just from washing his naked body and spanking his bare butt made the young prince moan in hot delight. "The difference is, I don't have to wait." She chuckled teasingly. "Not when I have my sweet little one here to do everything I want. While I bathe, you're going to satisfy me, okay?"