My heart sunk as I heard your words, “This is most disappointing…”
I expected more of a lecture from you but instead, you caught me completely off guard, pulling me onto your lap and removing the back panel of my skirt before I even knew what hit me. “This is ridiculous,” I thought to myself as I landed across your lap, “surely he doesn’t mean to…”

My thought was interrupted as I discovered that you did indeed intend to spank me as your hand landed hotly on my ass and you counted off the first stroke.

I struggled in vain and quickly realized that I was not going anywhere. As the heat of the spanking set in, I began to notice another feeling, one of pure pleasure. Confused, I quieted in your lap and let the feeling wash over me as you continued.

I began to squirm as the pleasure intensified and I began that slow climb towards the orgasm I so desperately desired. “What is wrong with me?” I asked myself, even as my breaths came in gasps and I wriggled under you, urging my orgasm on.

Suddenly, as I was just completely abandoning myself to the crest of my orgasm, I felt myself slide off your lap and I landed once more in a heap at your feet.

Fury boiled inside me as I looked up at you and came somewhat, if temporarily, to my senses. “How dare you?” I demanded as I watched you unbutton your shirt in what I considered a very presumptuous move.

I pushed myself towards standing as I sputtered and spit out, “You should have knocked!” My ranting quieted as you finished unbuttoning your shirt and my eyes came to rest on your muscular chest and flat, 6-pack stomach. I was kneeling up with my face at your waist level as an animal lust drove through me and I raised my hand to lightly trace my fingers along your stomach muscles.

I sighed dreamily before I once more remembered where I was and whom I was with. “You can’t do this…. it’s just not right,” I cried out as I pulled my hand away from you. I put my hands on my left knee and started to press on it in an attempt to raise myself to standing…