AR Returns Ch42

“What?” Riley turns redder, staring. “Like this?” She bashfully crawls over, and Jess guides her to lie across her lap. Having Riley’s bottom conveniently in her lap means that Riley’s cock is smooshed against her soft thighs. Riley’s skin heats up as she settles into position.

“I’m not calling you Mommy,” she warns.

“I’m not a monster,” Jess replies, smiling. She lays her hand on Riley’s bottom and rubs it a little. “Actually, I changed my mind. I am. Call me Mommy.”

“Not happening.”

“Bad girl!” Jess swats Riley’s ass sharply.

Riley looks back, mouth open in surprise. “Ow!”

“What did you think I was going to do?”

“I don’t know! I didn’t think it would be that hard?”

“Does Adella not do this? In all my fantasies she’s like pounding you from behind and spanking the shit out of you,” Jess says defensively.

Riley blushes hotter. “But I expect that from her!”

“I am a harsh mistress! Call me Mommy!” Jess smacks her again, harder.

“Yow! Seriously?”

“Yes! You came inside me! What if I’m pregnant?”

“You know you’re not!”

“No back talk!” Jess smacks again and Riley’s body jerks. “Oh, you like that?”

Riley’s not sure if she’s getting hard because of being spanked or because Jess’s boobs jiggle every time she does it. It does not have anything to do with being spanked on Mom’s bed. All the same, her erection grows, making its way between Jess’s thighs, which sandwich it cozily.

“Very kinky! Naughty! Naughty!”

“Ack! Stop!”

“Say the word!”

“You cannot be serious!” Riley wails.

“Have some respect!” Jess spanks her.

“Oh my god! You’re supposed to…” Riley trails off, clenching her teeth.

“Supposed to what?” Jess asks, breaking character.

“Switch…” It’s hard to say. Between FUTA and Adella… Riley has a complicated relationship with her butt. “Cheeks.”

“Oh.” Jess looks down. Indeed, the right buttock is looking a bit red. “Well, OK.” She slams her palm down on the left one.

“Ahh!”

“That’s more like it.”

“God damn it,” Riley mutters, clutching at the covers. “You think I won’t have **** for this? I’m not a good person, Jess!”

“That’s not what you call me! And I’m looking forward to it!” Jess smacks again. “But if you want to be able to sit down tomorrow you better get with the program and stop being a bad girl!”

“You said, and I quote, ‘Fill me up, Riley,’”

“Stop making up lies. Bad girl.”

“Ow! Gaslighting! Literal direct quote! Ow! Fuck! OK! Mommy! Stop. Stop, Mommy!”

Triumphant, Jess chuckles. She softly rubs Riley’s tender bottom.

“Good. Good girl.”

“Can I move?”

“Actually no. I want a picture of your booty all red for the scrapbook.”