Welcome back to another Saturday Spankings blog hop. I have to admit, each week as I prepare my post, I look forward to copying the logo picture, is it just me or does it give everyone else those nice flutters in your tummy, a lady over a man's lap and wooden spoons to the side? OK enough side tracking, I gotta get to my post.
This week I'm sticking with Mastering Maeve, but I'm not quite sure who's controlling who in the scene below; see who you think has the upper hand. :)
He was amazed to see that even after the good walloping he had given her earlier, her behind was back to its snow-white hue; naturally, his immediate inclination was to want to redden it again.
“You like these knickers, I see,” she taunted as she saw his interest pique. Slowly and enticingly she removed them, humming a tune she identified as a Chris De Burgh; ‘Patricia the Stripper’; it was a new one to him, but it was now his favourite song.
“And with a swing of the hips she started to strip; to tremendous applause she pulled off her drawers,” she tunefully intonated the lyrics.
And at that moment, she slipped her panties off and threw them at his face, laughing at her own wantonness, rising to a crescendo; “For Patricia is the best stripper in town!” He felt somewhat embarrassed; he’d always had a bit of a panties fetish, but it was his best guarded secret. Once again he was torn between admiration for her shrewdness and a desire to put her in her place. He wanted to spank her, but he wanted to fuck her even more - a deliciously torturous dilemma.
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