Some ‘light’ bondage

Before you were fully recovered from your orgasm, you were grabbed by the collar and pulled onto your feet.

“I’ve seen enough of your dick, let’s check out that ass!” Kayla said

Curtains open, you were pressed against the warm panes of the window. Your hands were raised above your head as she handcuffed you spread eagle and visible to anyone on the front lawn. Her hand squeezed your ass before delivering three quick slaps.

“Those ones were free. From now on until I tell you to stop you will count out loud every slap, got it?”

You nodded to the affirmative.

The first slap was painful, but not unbearable.

“One” you say

Another slap

“Two!”

A third

“Three!” You cry out

Tears well up in your eyes as you go from single to double digits, then into the twenties. By that time your legs feel weak and your ass feels more than sore.