She loves it!

Slowly His hand moved over her exposed ass. The sensation of HIS fingers on her skin sent shivers down her spine. She felt His hand leave her skin for a moment before it cracked down on her right ass cheek. She gasped a little and remembered how He had taught her to count out aloud when being spanked, and to thank Him after each slap. That was online, though, and now -lying across His lap in real life for the first time, her cunt dripping wet from the humiliation- she was too self-conscious to REALLY humiliate herself even more by begging Him for another.
When she stayed quiet He slapped her again, harder this time. "I'm waiting, slut, are you not forgetting something?" She had no other option than doing what she had to. "One, Sir, thank You." she whispered. SLAP! "I cannot hear you, **** slut." "Two, Master, thank You!" she counted louder. SLAP! "Three, Sir, thank You." SLAP! SLAP, SLAP, SLAP! His hand came down hard on her exposed ass, again and again... As her ass turned into a dark shade of red she started to feel the pain of his slaps more and more... SLAP! "Ten, Master, thank You." She was hoping He'd stop at ten but He didn't. SLAP! Ouch... It really started to hurt now as this was her first spanking ever and she wasn't used to the sensations. Together with the pain she could also feel the pleasure rise between her legs. SLAP! She was beginning to get teary-eyed but she was desperately fighting against her tears; she didn't want to seem like a whimp, crying from a mere spanking. SLAP! "Sixteen, thank You, Sir." SLAP! "Mmmm....seventeen, Sir..." SLAP, SLAP, SLAP! For the first time He stopped, His hands gently stroking her fire-red bottom. "Will you get up and walk again without my permission, slut?" "No, Sir, thank You for teaching me." she replied, feeling very dumb again about the stupid mistake she made earlier. "Good, slut. Now.... Shall we see what our little pussy is doing? I bet it is soaking wet, little one." With that His hand pushed her legs apart some more and His fingers gently moved in between them. Her pussy lips were obviously glistening wet; a little chuckle escaped His lips when his fingertips reached her wet lips. "Mmm... We were enjoying that, weren't we, slut?" "Yes, Master," she replied, blushing at the thought of Him looking at her wet pussy, exploring her moistness with His gentle fingers. She felt ashamed for being so obviously aroused by the spanking.
His fingers slid up and down her cunt lips, spreading the moistness. A shudder went through her and she twitched when His fingers moved up to tease her clit. It felt like bolts of electricity rushing through her body. HIS fingers on her clit... "Mmmmm....," she couldn't help but moan at His touch. He kept rubbing her clit which was almost too much for her. Her hips started gyrating, trying to press her clit against His fingers. With another little chuckle He removed His hand and slid it down her pussy again, parting the lips and pushing one, then two fingers up her cunt. They slid in easily with all her juices flowing... "Mmmmmmmm.... Master...." she moaned. His fingers started fucking her... in and out, in and out,... faster and faster... "Oohh..mmm....," she couldn't help herself but wince in pleasure, her hips bucking wildly.
He knew just what she liked, which touch would send her over the edge... His expert fingers everywhere, fucking her, rubbing her clit, then again stroking those red ass cheeks... Just when she thought she couldn't take it anymore without exploding into an intense orgasm He withdrew His fingers. "Don't even think about cumming, **** slut!" he hissed. "mmhh..." She moaned in frustration, feeling horny as hell but not being allowed to cum.
"What's Your purpose, **** girl?" he asked her. "My purpose is to serve You, Master," she managed to reply, still a bit out of breath. "Very good, my little slut. That's why I'm not sure whether you should be aloud to cum at all this weekend. I'll consider it if you please me like I taught you, but don't raise your hopes, little girl. Is that understood?" "Yes, Sir, i understand."
He lifted her off His lap and ordered her to kneel before Him. Her pants and panties slid down her legs a bit more as she got down on the floor, but she didn't dare to touch them. So she was kneeling at His feet, her pants and panties around her ankles. "Spread your legs, slut," he ordered. Immediately she spread her knees, exposing her dripping shaved cunt, her ankles tightly held together by her own panties and pants.
His head motioned at His crotch. "To work, slut!"