Mary's thoughts

Mary couldn't believe that her body had betrayed her to Artur. Every time he spanked her, it seemed to awaken something within her, a desire that she had never felt before. She was scared of him, but the thought of his touch and the pleasure it brought her was almost intoxicating. Even with the difficulty in sitting that the spanking caused.

Despite the punishment he had just given her, she couldn't help but crave more. She knew she couldn't let it show on her face, but the desire smoldered in her heart. Remembering his penis throbbing beneath her belly dampening her skin even through his pantaloons enflamed her lust.

That night, as Mary laid in her bed, her mind was filled with thoughts of Artur. She relived every touch, every word, and every eye contact they had shared. She knew that she couldn't stay away from him much longer.

As the days went by, Artur became more distant with her. When she came to him for work direction, he only spoke to her with a cold sternness. She wondered if she had imagined the passion in his eyes or if she had just read too much into it. It seemed like he gave her tasks nearer the house. Could it be because he wanted to watch her? Perhaps he felt the same way about her, but she wasn't sure.

Mary began to find excuses to be around Artur. She would make small mistakes on purpose to have him order her to his office and punish her. Each time, he would spank her until she climaxed on his lap. The rush of pleasure left her breathless. Whenever she was in his presence, her body tingled and she got wet between her legs.