Smack your ass

"Turn around, raise your skirt, and smack your...ass" Shirou nervously commanded.

Sakura didn't even pause. She immediately turned so her back was facing Shirou. As she did, she grabbed her skirt and raised it. As her back became visible, Shirou could see Sakura's butt and the cute dark purple panties she was wearing. With her free hand, Sakura reached back and swatted hard on her ass, producing a slight cracking sound. Sakura let out a muffled cry as she felt her hand strike herself.

Shirou's mouth was agape. He was shocked how Sakura followed his order without any thought.

"That's enough," Shirou exclaimed as he rushed to her side. “Are you alright? Does it hurt?”

Sakura let go of her skirt and looked towards him. “Just a little, master,” she answered. “It should go away soon,” she added, like she had experienced this before.

Shirou froze when he heard that and remembered what she had told him about past.

Shirou wrapped his arms around his precious girlfriend / sex **** and held her tightly, his head going over one of her shoulders. “I’m sorry, Sakura,” he cried. “I won’t do anything to hurt you again, like Shinji did.” Sakura smiled and wrapped her arms around Shirou. “Thank you, master,” she appreciatively answered. After a moment, Shirou pulled back a bit so he was face to face with Sakura, then he leaned in and began to gentle kiss Sakura. Sakura welcome the kiss, which soon progressed to making out. The two continued to caress their tongues against each other for what seemed like an eternity.

Eventually, Shirou pulled back from Sakura. “Let’s go take a bath together Sakura,” Shirou suggested. Sakura nodded “Yes, master.”