Time for Your Spanken

"Hold onto the edge of the bed, keep your ass up."

You do so, whimpering. The vibrator is still on and you want more than anything for her to stick something up your pussy, but she doesn't seem to have that in mind.

From the corner of your eyes, you watch her pick her way over to your jeans. She grabs a leather belt from one of the bags and smiles evilly.

"I'm gonna make you scream, Lucy."

A harsh pain spreads across your ass and your cry out. Another slap of the belt and you feel a new source of heat flood your ass. It stings, but it distracts from your wet pussy.

She yanks your jeans down, letting them fall to your ankles.

The bent slaps hard again and you scream.

"You're making too much noise." She mutters.

She grabs two rolled up socks and stuffs it in your mouth. Leaning over your body, her warm skin slid against yours as she stood up again.

"I want you to flip over. Bend over backwards, with your pussy as high as your ass was."

You stumble, moving into the position with some difficulty and your legs shake a little, nervous, but excited.

She pulls the vibrator off andstrokes your chest with her fingertips. Teasing the sensitive bud to new heights and she pinches each one. You moan, but it's a soft 'mmm' against the socks.

She holds the belt again, and a quick twist if the rich it stings your wet, aching pussy.

A mixed cry/moan falls from your lips as she repeats this action, over and over.

Your ache is back at full ****, and your so close, so close to cumming, but it's not enough.

Tris stops, breathing heavily. She's flustered, and her hardened nips are threatening to break her shirt open, her hormones taking over.

"Pl...pleasure me, and I'll make you cum." She murmurs.