Naughty girl...

[Kalmoon]

“You’ve been a naughty girl.”

The deep bass of his voice resonated low and sinister in her left ear, a shock of peppery *** oozing from the pit of her stomach, up into her chest, making her heart race and her face glow with a spread of crimson blush.

A thrill of dread coldly washed over her, and he stepped closer so that she could feel his body the whole length of her as she stood washing the dishes. His arms snaked under hers from behind, his fingers grazing her hips through her cotton dress, and closing down hard over her wet hands on the sides of the sink. He used first one foot, then the other, to push the insides of her ankles apart, and leaned her against the sink unit. Legs apart, arms apart, she felt him breathing on her, his rough chin fitted into the angle between her neck and shoulder.

His hot breath blew her cold, sending shivers racing around her. Her own breathing quickened, a sporadic staccato to his even, deep larghissimo, a steady undertone to her punchy gasps.

“You’ve been a very naughty girl.”

She drew in a deep breath.

He ran his mouth along her bare shoulder, over the string strap of her dress, running his lips back and forth, from shoulder to neck, and back again.

“Do you know what I’m going to do to you, you naughty, naughty girl?” His voice was a resonant hum along her shoulder.

She shook her head, slightly, afraid to move much.

“I’m going to bend you over my knee, and then I’m going to lift up your skirt.” He moved his leg between hers and pushed his thigh gently between her buttocks.

“Then I’m going to pull down your panties, slowly, until your naughty bottom is bare, and I can see it. And I am going to pull them down further so that naughty pussy of yours is bare too, and I can see every part of you across my knees.”

She was breathing fast and shallow, the silence of the kitchen deafening even to her rushing ears. He pushed his thigh harder into her now, between her shaking legs, and pulled her hands under his into her waist, so that she was locked tight in his arms.

“And then,” he whispered into her ear, “I’m going to spank your naughty bare bottom until it’s red and stinging, to teach you a lesson you will never forget.”

He walked her before him, both padding barefoot across the wooden floor, through the hallway, and onto the deep, plush carpet of the dining room. Releasing one hand from her, and using the other to hold onto both of hers, he pulled out a straight-backed chair from the large oak table.

She shifted on her feet, giving a little wriggle. A short, sharp smack stung one buttock.

“Naughty girl! Stay still!”

She whimpered. Smack! Another smack on the other buttock.

“Naughty girl! Be quiet until I give you something to cry about!”

She felt him sit down, taking her with him so that she was sat awkwardly on one knee. Suddenly, he swung his left arm over the top of her head to hold her waist upside down, and swung her shoulder blades down with his elbow as his right arm crossed behind her and in front of her thighs, flipping her so that she lay across his black-suited lap, backside directly below his gaze.

Stunned and slightly winded for a minute, she felt him waiting for her breathing to resume. He wanted her fully alert and aware of everything. He held her with his left arm across her shoulder blades, and his right arm just below her buttocks. When she was settled, he took his arms off her to unbutton his shirt sleeves and roll them up. She wriggled.

SMACK! She squealed! SMACK! She crossed her legs and dug her hands into his thigh in an attempt to keep the next squeal in, as he held her to stop her falling off.

“You’re so very naughty today, young lady. I am going to teach you to behave.”

He held her chest down and swung his right thigh over hers so that she was pinned between his thick, muscular legs. She waited quietly, trembling, whilst he finished rolling up his crisp shirt sleeves, removed his tie and loosened his collar.

“Now, “ he growled. “Will you stay still and take your punishment?”

She nodded and squeaked a little yes.

[Seedon]

We”ll if I was in that siTuation I’d do my best to just be accommodating