CHOOSE YOUR OWN SEX LIFE | SPANKING
Spanking punishment
You meat out the punishment she deserves and so desperately wants
This is a choose your own sex life adventure. You have entered No Medium Only Maximum, or NOMOM I can’t tell you what I was doing last week
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“Agh!”
“Ouch!”
She is over your knee and you are indulging in some bare bottom spanking. You rushed her to the nearest hotel you could find and checked in. The man and woman behind the counter at the hotel looked at you a bit funny, but so far no one has called the police and she talked enough about her course to know she is easily of age.
One of her cheeks is already bright red but you decide to go harder. You really want to leave a handprint.
“Harder? Do you think you deserve harder?”
“Why sir?” she says through sniffles that sound fake but do it for you and your cock twitches underneath her.
“Well shall I tell you as I hit you?”
“Yes sir…”
You have already given her six of the best so these will be bonus smacks.
“This one is for playing in the fountain.”
~SMACK~
“This one is for hanging around with such bad influences as those nefarious friends of yours.”
~SMACK~
“Sir I can’t take any more.”
“You can and you will. This one is for trying to disobey me.”
~SMACK~
At this point she wets herself and your legs and penis become covered in the warm liquid.
“This one is for wetting yourself. A messing up my good trousers.”
~SMACK~
“This one is for not defending me to your friends when they were being cheeky.”
~SMACK~
This time she screams and you can see your own hand print in her bum. You are almost satisfied.
“This one is for wearing slutty clothes.”
~SMACK~
“And these are for not being your hotter friend who I would very much liked to have fucked but I am having to do with you.”
~SMACK~
~SMACK~
~SMACK~
The truth of the last comment hangs over your encounter, this humiliation she feels that you actually wanted her slightly older, sexier friend, but even at her age you know she can already sense that it is all roles, all pretence and that actually you are as hard for her as you’ve ever been for any woman.
“Do you wish me to stop now? Does it hurt?”
“It hurts terribly, but I do not want you to stop until you are ready sir. I will do whatever you need sir.”
“That is the correct answer. I have finished with you. In fact on the last smack I came so for now I feel sated. You may shower and rest.”
You push her off your knees and go to the mini bar to get a drink, after removing your wet pants. She is on her hands and knees where she landed, slightly stunned. “Thank you sir.” She gets gingerly to her feet and walks, naked, in the direction of the bathroom. You can see your handiwork glowing from here. She is can barely walk. You hope for her sake that she doesn’t have a boyfriend because she won’t be able to hide that for a week, at least a week. Unfortunately for her, or perhaps fortunately, you feel you might have a taste for this BDSM thing. Next thing you’ll be learning knots.
*****
Later on you lie in bed together. You have sent all your soiled clothes off to be cleaned, dried and ironed so it is not until room service arrives that you will be able to leave again. You have put cream on her bum and she lies on her front, half over your chest and playing with your penis. A knock comes on the door and a maid brings in your clothes when you shout enter. Now you have your clothes back, what next?
- Do you say, “thanks but I have to go fuck other women now,” and never touch her in a normal way?
Or
- Do you now take the chance to touch her in all the other ways you can?
There is of course a third more obvious option which is for you both to fuck the maid. She has after all seen this young woman playing with your penis and her ass glowing red. It would make sense, to a story like this, for you to now have her as well. Watch the two of them have lesbian sex for the first time, perhaps take both of their anal virginities and watch them swap your cum from mouth to mouth. Yes there are endless possibilities, and there is the problem. I can’t write them all. Not right now. Not with a deadline looming. So instead I’ll leave you to imagine that one on your own, in the middle of the night, wet and frigging or hard and jacking. Or maybe just a daydream on the drive home or better still next time you are in a hotel…
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