1. Bend Over Like a Good Girl


    Date: 9/15/2015, Categories: Spanking, Author: DarkSide, Rating: 4, Source: LushStories

    Melissa started, “I went to the loo, lunchtime. I was feeling horny, and I slipped my finger up my pussy and I played with my clit.” “Did you make yourself cum?” asked Mike. “No, but I wanted to badly,” She replied. “And you’ve been without knickers all day?” Mike questioned. “No, I took them off while upstairs,” replied Melissa. “Why?” asked Mike. “I felt naughty,” she replied. “You know what happens when you feel naughty don’t you,” said Mike. Melissa nodded. During the whole conversation Melissa never looked up from the floor. Like a little girl she was being spoken to as if she should be seen and not heard. Right now she had owned up to doing something very bad in work and for being naughty at home. There was only one option left open to Mike. He shook his head from side to side. “I am deeply disappointed in you,” he started, “go and prepare yourself. You know what to bring down with you.” With that he motioned towards the bedroom with his finger. Melissa walked off and climbed the stairs, head drooped to the floor. While upstairs Melissa prepared herself , as Mike so eloquently put it. She already had on the stockings and suspender belt. To that, she added the black chemise-like basque that she always wore on these naughty occasions, and picked out some very high-heeled black shoes. She removed the suspender belt and clipped her stockings into the suspenders hanging from the basque. She left the knickers on the bed. She knew they would not be needed. She contemplated ...
    the shoes and decided to leave them off too. Melissa looked drop dead gorgeous. She was breathing heavily as she looked at herself in the mirror. Her nipples were already erect but she flicked at them anyway. They stood out about three quarters of an inch by the time she had finished with them. She slipped her finger one last time over her pussy, slowly dragging it back up and parting her lips at the same time. She sucked on her finger before leaving the bathroom. In the wardrobe, Melissa picked up the one item of equipment. The one thing she must not forget and walked back to the lounge. “What took you so long?” asked Mike. “Nothing…” she replied hesitantly. Any form of admission now would be meaningless, she thought. “Over there, by the chair,” said Mike. Melissa stood in front of the chair that was facing the sofa with her back towards Mike. She held the riding crop in both hands behind her and bent slightly forward. “I’ve been a naughty girl,” said Melissa. Mike looked at his little girl. He marvelled at her firm body, her shape and her long legs. Her attire was the epitomy of eroticism. From his vantage point he marvelled at the way her pussy lips seemed to be squeezed from between her thighs and buttocks. He wanted to walk up to her, drop to his knees and draw his tongue over her pussy, but it would have to wait. “Present me with the crop,” he said at last, as he rose from the sofa. Melissa raised her right leg bending it at the knee so that the underneath of her foot was ...
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