Are you finished?” He snarls. “I have perfect vision, sub. Now, I gave you a choice, something I rarely do. Either the skirt comes off so I can see your luscious ass; your corset comes off and I flog those delicious looking tits…or you use your safe word. Which is it going to be?” He growls at my neck, soaking my panties. I’ll never see him or these people again, and I soooo want this now. What the hell… “The skirt, Sir.”“Good Girl…” He grins.
Scorching heat radiates across the cheek of my ass from his open palm.“Shit!” I cry out.Another blistering sting connects with the other cheek.“Watch your mouth!”“I’m sorry Sir, but jeez – it hurts.”“I promise you – not as much as it could have,” he sneers with a wicked gleam. “Now, bend across the desk.