Painful

I smiled down at Miriam. "Pick that up for me."

Sinking back to her knees, she wondered how she was to pick up my belt. Carefully, fighting not to fall flat on her face, she bent over and bit into the leather before sitting back on her heels to look up at me, the belt hanging down on either side of her face.

Nodding my approval, I circled around her to undo the zip-tie holding her arms behind her back before striding away with a "follow."

I had to wait only a moment as Miriam rubbed her shoulders, then she lowered her hands to the floor and crawled after me.

Once she was kneeling in front of me in the bedroom, I reached down to take the belt out of her mouth. Miriam silently watched me fold it up and open a drawer to drop it in. Then I sat down on the bed and patted my lap.

"Do you want to know what the belt was for?" I asked after helping her climb up and lie down across my legs.

Miriam shivered as I stroked her back. "No sir."

"Behave yourself and you never will. I'm going to give you a maintenance spank to make sure of it."

"What? But I thought I was good!" she whined.

"You were sweety, you were. It's only a light spanking to reinforce what you've learned today. It'll barely hurt." Well, it would barely hurt if I hadn't beaten her ass sore twice already. But that was her own fault, and a bit of extra pain might drive home the fact that it can get a lot worse if she's disobedient.

I could tell Miriam had her doubts, but she did her best to settle into my lap and brace herself. Feeling merciful, I waited for her to indicate her readiness before taking my hand off her back and swinging it down on her red ass.

I gave it five sharp swats, enough to bring tears to her eyes but not so much that she'd start sobbing again. She remained tense when I rested my hand on her burning skin, but then nervously looked up at me. "Is- Sir, is it over?"

"It is," I told her.

"Thank you sir," she said weakly. Then she shifted slightly and my erection poked her side. Nodding at it, she asked, "Do you want me to...?"

"Show your gratitude? Yes, go ahead Miri. But first, tell me what you're grateful for."

She looked down meekly, her face hidden behind her hair. "You promised to protect me. You took me in and showed me how a helpless thing like me should behave. You didn't-" she swallowed "-you didn't use the belt on me."

She was close enough that I could feel every breath on my skin. I couldn't wait any longer, and pulled her to me. One slender hand wrapped around my base and the other on my thigh, Miriam started kissing the head of my penis. But I'd had enough of that before, and I was getting impatient.

Grabbing a fistfull of hair, I pushed her head down, leaving her **** but to open up and admit my cock. I kept pushing, filling her tiny mouth with my girthy meat. The hand around my base squeezed slightly when I bumped into the back of her mouth, only to relax when I eased her head up again.

I wasn't going to skull-fuck the poor girl; I was just showing her what to do. When I let go of her hair and gave her a nudge she understood. Miriam's head lowered again, impaling herself on my cock. She took as much as I had given her, stretching her lips and pushing my tip against the entrance of her throat before coming up for air.

As she moved up and down, she started jacking me off and moved her other hand to cup my balls, squeezing them gently. She also started swirling her tongue around and, using my groans as feedback, worked to find the combination that would please me the most.

With my orgasm approaching I was tempted to ram my cock down her throat, but I quickly thought better of it. Grabbing Miriam's hair again, I pulled her back until only an inch of my shaft remained inside her and she was **** to look up at me.

I maintained eye contact as I flooded her mouth, making her taste my seed, and she swallowed every drop.

Miriam's lips remained sealed around my shaft as she usied her hands to coax the last of my cum out of my balls. After swallowing one more time, she started cleaning my dick, her tongue flicking delicately over its tip.

When she was done I stood, pulling her up with me. I ripped her blouse open, buttons tearing off to clatter onto the floor.

Miriam yelped in fright and instinctively clutched at the ruined garment, only for me to pick her up and toss her onto the bed.