Chapter 3: Earning Forgiveness

Continued from chapter 2:

I bend over her lap, immediately feeling Elise’s hand stroking my satin-clad bottom.

She runs her hand over the smooth curve, savoring the texture and the way I tremble under her touch.

“That’s a good boy,” she purrs, her voice dripping with false sweetness.

“So eager to submit, to take your punishment like a good little sissy.”

Without warning, Elise brings her hand down hard on my backside, the sharp smack echoing through the room. She spanks me relentlessly, alternating cheeks and varying the intensity to keep me guessing.

“Count them out loud, Ero. Let me hear how much you’re enjoying this.”

I begin to squirm on my ex-girlfriend’s lap, tears welling up in my eyes.

“Hold his hands, Ivy. I really want to spank him good.”

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Ivy grins wickedly and kneels in front of me, grabbing my wrists and pinning them firmly to the floor.

“With pleasure, Elise! I’ve got him nice and secure for you. Now go to town on that sexy ass! Ero, do not look away. I want to watch all of your little emotions as Elise paints your sexy bottom red.”

Elise smirks darkly at Ivy’s enthusiasm, pleased to have me restrained so thoroughly.

“Good girl, Ivy. Hold him tight now.”

She resumes spanking me with gusto, each strike harder and faster than the last. The satin provides no protection as she works me over mercilessly.

“That’s it, scream for me, Ero! Cry for me. Beg me. Let me hear how much this hurts!”

“Please don’t stop spanking me, Elise. I want to earn your forgiveness fully. I don’t want it to stop. I want it to hurt until I cry for you, and then I want you to keep spanking me until you forgive me... I deserve it. I deserve it all!”

Elise’s voice is cold with fury, but there’s something almost tender in the way she slows the rhythm of her hand against my skin, watching me closely.

“You’re not just asking for pain, are you?”

Her fingers brush gently over the redness blooming across my cheeks before she presses lightly into the curve of my spine.

“You want to be seen… wanted again.”

Elise pauses to rub my bottom, with a laugh that holds too much warmth to be cruel.

“Well, isn’t this something? All this time, and here you are crawling back—literally—just to feel like someone still cares enough to discipline you when you deserve it.”

Her smile turns wicked.

“But you know what they say about people who beg. They usually end up getting exactly what they asked for.”

I begin to bawl, sobbing uncontrollably.

“Elise, Ivy, please. Please don’t stop. Ivy, hold me as tight as you can so I can fully surrender to Elise. Elise, I'm so, so sorry. I deserve all of this and more.

“Please keep spanking me until you feel like I've learned my lesson, that you can look at me again, be proud of me for being a man of principle. Elise, I want you to proud that I am a man who owns up to his mistakes however painful…”

Elise pauses, her hand hovering over my burning flesh as she listens to my broken pleas.

A flicker of something almost like tenderness passes over her face before it hardens again.

“Proud of you? We’ll see about that.”

With renewed vigor, she begins spanking me again, each strike calculated to push me further.

“Keep crying, Ero. Let it all out. Show me how truly sorry you are.”

Ivy keeps my hands pinned flat to the floor, her wrists like manacles.

“I’ve got you, babe. You’re being so brave, so honest. I am soooo proud of you, and with enough spankings, Elise will be too.”

Her voice is soft, almost reverent in my ear.

“Just keep going, Elise. He needs this.”

Elise’s strikes set my bottom on fire. I shriek, weep, and wail. Ivy holds me tight, and I am helpless before the onslaught. I surrender in a fit of tears.

Elise finally stops, her hand resting heavily on my angry red, satin-clad cheeks.

“Look at you. Broken and begging, just like you wanted.”

She traces a finger between the cleft of my cheeks, causing me to shudder at the slight penetration.

“Do you think you’ve earned my forgiveness yet, Ero? Or do you need more?”

Ivy loosens her grip slightly, but keeps me securely held in her hands.

“He looks so beautiful like this, doesn’t he, Elise? So ****, so open,” she murmurs.

Her lips brush against my ear as she whispers, “Tell me, babe. Tell me how you feel. I want to hear every detail.”

I take a deep breath, feeling a mix of emotions swirl inside me.

“I feel… cared for. Loved. Hopefully forgiven. Elise, it doesn’t matter what I think. Have I earned your forgiveness? Kindly stop spanking me and let me bury my face between your legs while Ivy spanks me for even considering such a thing.”

Elise considers my words, her hand resting possessively on my heated flesh. A long moment passes before she sighs, a note of grudging respect in her voice.

“Very well, Ero. I suppose you have shown sufficient remorse and submission.”

She helps me off her lap, allowing me to sink to my knees between her legs.

“But don’t think this means we’re done. You still have a lot to prove. Your turn, Ivy.”

A wicked grin spreads across Ivy’s face as she kneels behind me, taking Elise’s place as my disciplinarian. She rubs her palms together in anticipation.

“Oh, I’m going to enjoy this part. Getting to punish you for asking Elise to spank you. For letting someone else know you so intimately. And now, look at you, kneeling between Elise’s thighs, about to…”

She taps my bottom impatiently.

“Lift up that satin-clad bottom for me. Let’s see how you handle being spanked while you eat Elise.”

I feel Ivy’s hand patting my satin panties, stirring a thrill of anticipation in me.

Elise’s sex is quickly **** upon me, overwhelming my senses. I dive in, savoring her sweetness as if I’m indulging in a decadent four-course meal.

Elise is delicious, juicy, and gushing into my mouth, filling me with warmth and pleasure as I lose myself in the moment.

Ivy begins to spank me, her palm meeting my satin-covered backside with sharp, rhythmic cracks. I'm nestled between Elise's thighs, coaxing her delicate petals open with my fingers, flicking her swollen clitoris with my tongue.

Elise gasps, her fingers tangling in my hair, pressing my face deeper into her glistening folds.

“Fuck, yes... just like that, Ero. Worship me with that talented tongue of yours,” she demands, her hips undulating against my mouth.

My chin is coated with her sweet essence, the scent of her arousal filling my nostrils. The sound of Ivy’s palm striking my ass echoes through the room, punctuating Elise’s **** moans.

Ivy giggles, her voice laced with sadistic delight.

“That’s it, take your punishment like a good little slut. Let me hear you moan around Elise’s cunt while I redden this naughty bottom of yours!”

I lick with reckless abandon, my tongue dancing over Elise’s sensitive flesh. Her body seizes up, legs spreading wide like a starfish, and she releases ear-splitting screams as she floods my mouth and face with her orgasm.

Ivy continues her **** on my backside, giggling and spanking me as I feast on Elise’s quivering sex. Elise shudders and convulses above me, her sweet juices flowing freely as she rides out the waves of her intense climax.

“Oh fuck, oh god yes! Don’t stop, Ero, drink it all down like a good boy!” she cries, her thighs clamping around my head, holding me in place as she grinds against my face.

Ivy giggles, her eyes sparkling with mischief and arousal as she delivers one last stinging slap to my bright red ass before helping me up.

“Wow, that was quite the show! I don’t think I’ve ever seen Elise lose control like that before,” she says, cupping my face.

With a playful smirk, she smears Elise’s essence across my cheek and pulls me in for a deep, filthy kiss.

“Mmm, you taste divine, babe,” she murmurs against my lips, her tongue exploring my mouth, savoring the remnants of Elise.

With a wicked grin, Ivy turns her attention to a trembling Elise, slowly sliding the spaghetti straps of her chocolate satin dress down her shoulders. The fabric whispers as it glides down, pooling gracefully around her ankles.

I momentarily forget how stunning Elise is in her naked glory.

With a giggle, Ivy playfully slaps Elise’s perfect heart-shaped bottom.

“Your turn, Elise. I’m your best friend. Why couldn’t you just be happy for me and Ero? Your choice babe. Do you want to taste his pole or his bottom while I spank you?”

To be continued in chapter 4...