Misconceived Notions

My first impression of Mryian was that she was a good natured, innocent teen. That, as it turned out was all a ruse. I woke up later than I wanted, my head swimming and my thighs soaking wet and burning with need. Since my plan was seduction and wearing clothes whilst in heat was incredibly gross, I had slept naked. The bed was still soaked with sweat and lady honey, and I sat there a moment regaining my composure.

Eventually, as my own scent drove my nuts, I rolled out of bed with the intent of grabbing some clothes and taking a cold shower. However, as I slid open my top drawer, I heard the door open and close, followed by a lock being latched. Footsteps distracted me as they got close along with the rustling of paper bags, keys and about 78 cents in a pocket.

I glanced at my door to see the young jackal from the previous day smile warmly at me as she noticed my new state. "Good. You're up," she quipped and dropped her bags. Taking a seat on the edge of the bed, she patted her lap "Over my knee."

Giving her a look of confusion, I innocently turned to her putting my hands behind my back and trying to hide my arousal with my legs. "But...why?" I asked.

She pointed to the bed, giving my a incredulous look. I hesitated a moment longer before she stood and took me by the arm. She was surprisingly strong, but I wasn't in any state to deny her. Plus, getting dominated by a younger woman was really pretty hot and just made me wetter.

As she sat down again and dragged me over her knee, it was all I could do not to cum. And the 50 spankings split equally between cheeks nearly pushed me over the edge.