Thread: Keep telling yourself, "It's for the money"... (PsionicCuttlefish & Zero_Kyrael)

RE Keep telling yourself, It's for the money... PsionicCuttlefish ... I whimper harder hearing another four strokes would be added. My face still shoved down into the couch I opened my mouth to plead again knowing it wouldn't change a thing. It too dirty Master! I managed to half whimper out against the couch cushions as I push my tail all the way up my back this time wrapping it around my own neck instead of letting it lay flat holding much more tightly this time as I close my eyes my supple flesh still stinging from before. I bit my lip the waiting making it so much worse breathing faster inhaling deeply my nose flaring as I pick up on a scent. I didn't have a very strong sense of smell, but this musky hot scent seemed clear as I kept breathing it in. It seemed so family, but it was hard to think with so much shame pushing against my thoughts. CRACK! I feel my ass absorb the blow as I let out a sharp yelp. It echoed loudly and felt stronger against the already stinging flesh of my large curvaceous ass. CRACK! My tail curls tightly around my neck as my body shakes pushing forward as I manage to keep my mouth bitten down no noise escaping this time. CRACK mmmmrrfff!! Escapes from behind my closed lips the stinging and shame filling my mind leaving me unable to think off anything else. I pant hard now almost like a common stray dog from the mix of shame and stinging. CRACK! nyaaaah!! I whimper out as the last blow strikes my sensitive ass. This is too dirty and wrong! I kept panting bent over my tail this time never leaving my neck as the shame burns across my body. I pant as my mind slowly starts to take in more than just the shame drowning my body. I feel the heat on my skin, but suddenly realize the heat was not all the same. Several different heat sensations were burning across my body. My ass stung and radiated heat from my slightly red flesh. My cheeks down to my toes had the blushing heat coming forth from my shame. And lastly... W...What the hell?!?! The hell is this?! I could feel heat pushing from my rock hard nipples. I felt them fully erect against the cool fabric of the couch. Why the Hell are my nipples so hard! I could feel my heart beat throbbing in my breasts. I wasn't fully aroused feeling no extra heat or wetness from between my legs, but clearly my erect nipples were aroused pressed hard up against the couch. This added a fourth burning my cheeks now nearly painfully burning from the embarrassment mixed in shame. No that was so dirty and wrong and disgusting! I'm not a child to be spanked! Why...Why are my nipples so hard?! I shake my head hard refusing to give those thoughts even a second more of my thoughts. There was probably a perfectly normal reason my nipples had gotten that way clearly I wasn't aroused from feeling so dirty and disgusting that would just not be right. Just focus on your breathing. I tried to just catch my breath and calm my heart rate once again taking in the musky scent that seemed to be filling the room. It kept poking at the back of my mind as I suddenly felt my body tense. He was a lupine of some sort... Could they really smell fear? I felt another surge of the shame as a new thought crossed my mind. If they could smell emotion... That would mean... ohh god no! I felt my heart skip a beat. I was certain the sharp scent of my shame was pouring off my body the whole time. I wasn't aware that after the last swat for just a brief moment that sharp scent of shame had a slight undertone of arousal before I had focused on calming down. I kept focusing on my breathing as I finally recognized the scent. It was the same one from when I had released him from his pants only I could smell it more strongly now even though I was further away. I wanted to see if It was what I was smelling, but couldn't move hand still pressing me down bending me over the couch.