Thread: Forbidden! (Jack Stalker and AndNich123)

Dominus was swift. Even her good hearted intentions were simply put no acceptable in his eyes. She had failed to follow the most basic of instructions, and now she was about to find exactly what he meant by punishment. She knew even before his hands took hold of her that Dominus had planned on exacting the very consequences he spoke of before if she did not follow his orders. It was the look in his eyes, the tone in his voice, and something ominous that she felt as he cracked his knuckles. Kiera made no move to get away before his hands took her. Even in his grasp, across his lap, she did not struggle to break free. Her mindset was one of I failed, and I should be punished. Swallowing hard, feeling a sizable lump in her throat, she lifted her head slightly as he entangled his fingers into her hair. This position could only mean one thing. She hadnt been spanked since she was a child, but Dominus wants me to be his slut, his whore, his woman. Grown women dont get spanked! Then again grown women dont receive reprimands for breaking the rules either. He began to read off her list of offenses, and a terror ripped through her. He had known. He had seen. The list quickly piled up, and a sinking realization began to set in. Dominus would always see and know everything. She would never be able to get anything over him. His eyes would always be alert and focused. Her skin was electrified as his hand traveled the length of her leg. Her eyes darted about as her hands were left to brace as best she could. The thin material almost tickling at her bottom as he slid it out of place and over her buttocks revealing the once innocent ass. His manhood pressed into her body, and a fleeting thought of how impossible it seemed to her that he might be erect right now passed through her mind. Dominus truly was a mind scramble to her. On the very edge of punishing her, and he spoke of how everyone that worked for him was beneath her. They were to serve them. Serve me, she thought. Oh sure she had been able to lead the boys around school as if they were puppies on a leash with false, empty promises of sex only to be half heartedly fulfilled with her mouth wrapped around their cocks, but no one was ever there to carry out her wishes simply because it was their job to. He thinks this highly of me? An uplifting thought that drew a huge smile to her face even in her precarious position. She yelped as his forceful hand brought her back to reality with a crashing blow marking her with a red impression of exactly who she belonged to now. Her widened eyes lifted to the window looking through the dark haze. With his second blow, she cried out loudly not concerning herself for one second if anyone heard or not. Mentally counting off each strike of his punishing hand, she knew that she had done more than two whacks of his hand would be enough to consider this a lesson learned. It was involuntary really, instinct, that she began to writhe and struggle to escape his lap. She was no match for the strong man and his grip. His banter almost seemed to play with her, taunt her, before he would land another painful reminder that he was in charge, and she had broken the rules he set out before her. Again her lips opened weeping out in distraught agony as his hand returned to an already sore, stinging buttock. Another handprint would surely be there. Stop it! Please! Though she was feeling his wrath, she was smart enough to keep her lips closed as her tears began to trickle down her cheeks past them. His hand at a steady rhythm pounding her ever reddening ass. She could feel the warmth as her skin began to burn under his hand. No sooner did the indiscernibly sharp pain began to subside did his hand return releasing a new wave of torment burst across her skin. She tried to lift up, to arch her back, as her gaze was returned over and over to the window. Students began to appear staring at the limo. Could they see inside? No. They cant, she hoped. Still her mouth wailed on as he continued his assault. Her fists balled up as she was perched on his lap feeling his cock pressing into her pussy. Kiera kicked her feet slightly back and forth much like a child in the midst of a temper tantrum. The stinging fever growing more intense with each impact of Dominus hand left her skin more tender each time. With trembling lips she began, Im.sorry for moving my hands.Mr. Dominus. The vibrantly clear smack of his hand cracked across her tortured flesh. Frantically her mind searched, trying to remember all of her offenses. Im sorry, she screamed out, for cumming without permission.Mr. Dominus. His teasing of her body stopped only to be followed by yet another punishing blow. She quaked beneath him glad for the support of his body. All her moving about had only pushed her clit further, harder towards his bulging mass concealed by his pants. Im sorry.for not.following orders Mr. Dominus! Her voice loud ringing out in a timed manner along with his spanking. More students had gathered around the car, and Keira tried to convince herself they could not hear what was unfolding inside the car. Their expressions, the smiles, the giggling, and even the pointing as some even pressed their hands across their brow trying to get a glimpse inside told another story though. Driver, she called out without any attempt to move from Mr. Dominus lap. She called out for the boutique, and though she didnt see it, there was a nod of understanding from the driver who clearly was aware of what she was enduring. The car began to move, but Keira remained in place. He had already informed her of what he expected to happen next. So there was no surprise as he continued to shower her ass with attention. Already she felt as though she would not be able to sit down, but as he pointed out she could be fucked in so many other positions. Just the thought surged anticipation through her as she knew she was already aroused. His relentless actions had seen to that. She would never want to admit just how wet she was from having her ass spanked, but if asked by him, her dirty little secret would be revealed without hesitation. She squirmed under his efforts, her clit nearly grinding into him. Keira allowed her legs to slide further apart only aiding her efforts. Each pass of his hand seemed to feel as though he were hitting her harder, and somewhere deep inside her she wished he was. Yes Mr. Dominus. No question had been asked. It was the slut inside her taking over bringing her body closer to the very thing he had denied her just before, he had even punished her for achieving, and now he sought to bring her there once more. Her entire torso rocked against his body, her breasts, her nipples smashed nearly flat against him. Turning her head she caught a glimpse of him. The look in his eyes was so hungry to her. He craved her body, and she was more than willing to give it to him. She focused on him for a moment, glued to his face, as her body kept rising and rising, further, closer. Her mouth opened wide for him as she verbally expressed her emotions and then her desires. Please Mr. Dominus. Please. Can I? Can I cum? Please tell me I can cum for you. I can cum for you Mr. Dominus. So hard. Please? Please? The urgency, the volume of her voice increasing with each smack, with each grinding of her hips into him. She faced away from him before burying her face into his body. With all she had she wanted to hold off until he said she could. Though he had already told her he was going to spank her ass until she had reached her orgasm, she wanted to hear the permission come from his lips. She wanted to give him that gift of control over her body. She hoped it was not a move that would land her in another punishment. She clenched her entire body, ceasing all her movements, in a tight effort to hold off her orgasm. It was all in vain though as her pussy flooded. She knew she would leave a wet spot on his clothing. Im cumming Mr. Dominus! Im cumming for you! Thank you Master. Thank you for this pleasure! She spoke fast in a frantic manner, as if she only had a certain amount of time to talk to him. Her climax ripped through her body with fever igniting her skin, her muscles, even her cunt exuded warmth along with her sweet nectar. She fell limp across his lap now completely exhausted. She had no idea how she would move much less go inside this shop and try on clothing. Still, there was no doubt in her mind it had to be done. Inside she began to beat herself up. She could not control herself and hold off on her orgasm. Please, Mr. Dominus, she thought. Dont be angry with me. I tried. I dont want to let you down, but if you see fit to punish me again, I shall take it with my head held high. Anything to please you. She waited for some kind of instruction as well buying time to rest even if only for a moment. She could hear the people outside the limo busy going about their business. There were some who mentioned the car and wondering who could be inside it. The car simply sat motionless, as did she. Mr. Dominus, she spoke softly. Please just let me know when you are ready to enter. Of course Keira was tired Her body was still lifeless across his lap, but she was driven by her desire to please him. If that meant getting out of this car, going inside, shopping, trying on clothing for him until he was satisfied, then she would be more than happy to do so. She held her breath waiting for an answer.