1. Cherry Blossom 3


    Date: 9/11/2015, Categories: Spanking, Author: Frank_Lee, Rating: 6, Source: LushStories

    Sakura’s head above the hatch. He nodded without a word, and despite the tremor in her limbs, she took the rest of the steps up and entered the room. Despite the soft appearance of the scarves binding her, there was something raw and foreboding about seeing her beautiful hostess bound to the bench. She must have confessed what they’d done that day to her husband. It wasn’t so hard to imagine. Paxton had a way of making you say things you didn’t really want to. It felt as if her blood were running with the shame of betrayal as she approached. She almost felt responsible for Elizabeth’s actions, and most certainly that her own had been enough to spur her husband to send her back to her homeland. Paxton kept his eyes on Sakura even as he slid two of his fingers into his wife’s pussy, dragging them back out wet to suck them. The co-ed came to a stop within a few feet of the bench. She flinched when her host raised his hand and sharply swatted Elizabeth’s ass with an open palm. The young woman pulled in a quiet gasp. It was as much the stark sound of the slap as the surreal sight of her normally unflappable host gritting his teeth and smacking his wife’s buttock. She was horrified. It wasn’t a side of their intimacy she ever expected or needed to see. Yet her awful nipples burned with feeling without being touched. The slick flush Paxton had brought to her pussy down in her room was turning into a shameful ache. The man leveled a serious gaze on her as he rubbed his palm ...
    soothingly over the spot he’d just spanked. He was still wearing his boxers. They were still stretched out of shape by the unruly bulge of his aroused cock. He spanked his wife again. Harder than before. Sakura tried not to flinch but she knew she had. “Maybe you think you were enjoying a bit of female bonding today,” he said. “The two of you growing closer. Sharing dirty secrets between sorority sisters.” Sakura bowed her head. Her long hair hung over her face like a curtain. She didn’t know what to say, and she couldn’t bear to look Paxton in the eye. She tried to catch Elizabeth’s eye surreptitiously, but the blonde was gazing stoically forward, not even registering her awareness of the younger woman’s presence. Suddenly the man was standing in front of her, and she found herself staring down at the vicious bulge straining his tight boxers. “You could’ve said no,” he told her. “You could’ve saved your friend all this pain and discomfort. But no. You were curious. Selfish. Which is pretty much the same thing. You let her lead you straight down a path you’d never have the courage to go on your own.” She was deeply shamed by the truth of what he said. She wanted to close her eyes and let tears of remorse squeeze through her lashes. Not remorse for what she’d done, but for what she was. And for how transparent she was under Paxton’s attention. His large hand ran calmly over the shape of his cock, then came up to her chin, lifting her face. “Your impulsive friend…my wife…is going to pay ...
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