Punishment and Pleasure

How glad I was that the gloves I was wearing were fingerless, because I couldn’t believe how silky smooth her dark hair was, how good it felt to have it in my hands, how perfect it was to keep her in place as I took another sniff at her sweet little neck, such a nice little curve that kept me captivated; I swear she was pure catnip, or maybe she was my ****, maybe she made this smell with magic, or maybe that’s just how she smelled naturally, didn’t she said that she was my perfect woman?

Control myself, I need to keep myself paced, to regain control, I was the Master here, not here, but how I could let the opportunity to taste her pass me by? My tongue was first, going from her collarbone, slowly climbing up until I had her earlobe right between my pearly whites. The way in which she shivered under me was as intoxicating as her aroma.

This was just starting, but our bodies were basically melting, I could sense her heart beat underneath her beautiful neck as I began to lightly nip it; this was not the main event, this was just foreplay, but it was on another level. I couldn’t believe how erotic everything was and she was letting me take control, she was taking pleasure by letting me do whatever I wanted, it was clear with the way her grin never left her face and how bright her blue eyes were, perfect sapphires just like the rest of her body.

Enough with the light petting, time to show this genie how much I enjoyed her teasing, so without any warning I pushed her head into the bed, her body arching like a cat as her torso was flush with the duvet, while her bubble butt was up, making such a beautiful target.

“Seems this little girl knows what she deserves,” I said, not quite believing where the words were coming from, but there was no roughness, not even when I pushed her into the bed and by the way the grin didn’t left her face, I could say that she was as into it as I was at the moment.

“Master,” she said, the words leaving her red cheery lips in such a loving way, as if she was revering the very same word and everything that it meant it just made the muscles I have never had an hour ago spasm, clench in desire. There was something new, something wet travelling across my tight, showing how that little action made me feel.

“You’ve been a naughty little girl, flaunting this plump little butt every time you could,” lightly, barely touching that delicious curve with one of the flat sides of the paddle, made her slightly jump and I could swear that her eyes lost their focus, her eye lids fluttering at the action. Oh my god, this is the most erotic thing I have seen and we are only beginning “you know what naughty girls deserve?”

“I don’t know Master… a kiss, dinner and a good fuck?” she said with her smirk well in place, but instead of answering back I pulled back and dismounted her, resting on my knees at her side, then I raised the heavy paddle up and with my new strength hit the target.

The way her body reacted will always be something I will keep in my memory until the end of time; how her hands took hold of the duvet, her eyes basically rolling backwards as her mouth opened and screamed, part surprise, part pain and so much pleasure. The way her cheeks reddened due to the impact, how they wobbled in such an enticing way. Ginny shivered and she bit her lip as she looked me in the eye, clearly waiting the rest of her punishment so I raised the paddle once more; our faces red, our breath short, our eyes locked on each other, Master and Genie, together right now and once more I struck.

The paddle making her scream, a voice filled with so much emotion, but she didn’t move, still holding unto the duvet, her hair still on my hand; her eyes were filled with tears, several of them already being absorbed by the duvet, her body shivering, then once more, a strike, then another, the crack of wood on skin filling the room, her voice, high pitched, raw with pain and passion, until her eyes went back, one more scream as she began to shiver even harder.

Her reacting triggered something in me, something that I had no idea what it was, like a rolling heat travelling across my body, my groin tingling, but there was pleasure, confusing and unfamiliar, but oh so delicious.