Not so fast!

They’d been chatting about the possibilities. She’d been telling him of what some other people did; girls who had pierced their nipples and wore rings in them. She’d explained that some doms or tops used rings in the nipples to keep the girl in place. Should she try to protect her bottom by moving out of position, she’d experience the pain elsewhere. As usual, she sensed that he was making mental notes, of what new idea had taken her fancy; what “more” was turning her on.

The following morning, he woke early to take a call. She awoke too and soon thereafter she made herself a cup of tea; picked up her book. One call led to the next and preoccupied, when he entered the bedroom, it was simply to take off his pajama pants, throw them on the bed and go the bathroom for a shower. She felt a little ignored. She lay there, pondering.

Showered now, he returned to the bedroom; put on his underwear and his trousers. But, he was not sure what to wear on the top.

“Hmmm…this polo shirt is rather thick.”

“Well, why not a t-shirt? There is no law against wearing a t-shirt.”

She was having a dig at his preference to wear a collar no matter what the occasion.

“I don’t really feel right in wearing a t-shirt.”

“Oh yes, I forgot. Country boys don’t wear t-shirts. They have to wear a collar.”

“Right!”

He closed the door of the bedroom.

“No! I’m sorry!! What did I say?”

“You’ll learn! You’ll learn not to be cheeky.”

“But…but…what did I say?”

“You’re just a cheeky little girl. On your fours; over here by the edge of the bed. Quickly!!”

She mock cried a little. She had already experienced her fair share of the cursed wooden bath brush on this trip. Her bottom was well exposed and tight. She waited for the first swat. But, now he did something totally unexpected. He pinched her right nipple firmly and held onto it tight. Should she try to jump away as she had before in the past few days, it was her nipple that would take the brunt of the pain.

Whack!

“You’re a cheeky, cheeky girl!”

Whack!

“You’ll learn to respect this brush eventually.”

Whack!

Whack!

Whack!

Whack!

She stayed as still as a statue and whimpered as quietly as she could, the heat in her bottom rising fast.Now, he let go of the nipple and she remained completely still. Recovering as she was, and secretly enjoying the sting in her bottom, she was totally unaware of his next movements.

Without prelude, she felt his hard cock penetrate her fast and hit up against the wall of her cunt. She let out guttural sounds of pleasure. She was still on her fours with him riding her from behind. Seemingly without a thought for her needs, he fucked her hard and fast for several minutes whilst she sucked on her fingers, trying to contain her enjoyment. She made contact with her new acrylic nails and had to alter the place where she sucked, deciding ultimately on the knuckle of her thumb.

She was in her own little world of being used well and she felt perfectly content; perfectly at ease. Eventually, he exploded into her, and moments later he took a tissue and placed it up between her legs. He gave her a kiss on the cheek.

“Good girl. I need to take another shower.”

She was sorely tempted to say,

“That’s your fault for being so fast to take the first one…”

But, she did not. A second round of the brush may not have been so much to her liking. Anyway, when he discovered how much of the nougat she had already eaten, things were going to be pretty grim!