The Discipline of fancy pants my Mistress held me firmly over her lap

Ms. Louise

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                                The Discipline of fancy pants

    my Mistress held me firmly over her lap, scolding me for my actions. Her hand slapped my buttocks time and again bringing a warm-up glow to the skin. Happy with Her preliminary work She then proceeded to the hairbrush and paddle till i squirmed and cried like a naughty child. “I will teach you not to look under my dress,” She said as another ten swats landed and had me pleading for mercy. Mistress Louise was wearing a very short dress that day and i could not resist the view as She walked up the steps. i had followed the lines of Her legs all the way up to Her garters, and even saw the panties molded to Her bottom and clinging between Her legs before She quickly turned around catching me in the act. She pushed me off Her lap and ordered me to crawl to the bench.
    The small spanking bench now rested in the middle of the room facing the mirror, and i dutifully took my position. Mistress Louise entered and quickly fastened the collar around my neck and i opened my eyes to see Her reflection in the mirror. Thigh-high leather boots covered Her legs, and a small waist cincher covered Her breasts, but Her bottom half remained naked to my eyes for the first time.
    She straddled me, Her back to the mirror, and i gasped audibly at the sight of Her perfect little buttocks. The skin and tone were flawless, the little cheeks curved provocatively, and the lips of Her sex peeked out at me from between Her thighs.
    “I am allowing you to watch today, so keep your head up and straight, and Pay Attention,” She said. i was mesmerized be the image and only awakened be the smack of Her wooden paddle on my rump and the sound of small moans coming from my throat. “Some bottoms are made for worship, are they not little man, and others destined for punishment and abuse.” i moaned in agreement. “I love the way your chubby bottom bounces off my paddle. I could spank you for hours if I was not so damn busy,” pronounces Mistress Louise.
    The swats came in a series of five each. my buttocks coloring from pink to bright red and swelling under the assault. The Mistress drops the paddle after the tenth set and rests on my back. The warmth of Her precious bottom burns into my soul.
    “And now you’ll be properly fucked, and you will be for every stroke, won’t you?” i obediently agree as She rose to strap on Her rubber cock. i was grateful i had spent the morning in my hotel room douching properly to not further offend my Mistress. Her thighs pushed mine apart roughly. She entered my tight pussy, slapping my rump with Her hands in an unspoken display of ownership.
    i purred as Her hips began moving like pistons and say a wry smile on Her face reflected in the mirror. “you are My bitch now fancy, so happy to have My cock inside you,” She said. Her hands moved to my nipples to pinch and pull them to erection while She moved faster and faster, till i almost fainted. The cheeks of my bottom were burning from the paddling and my pussy was raw and sore, yet i was so happy to be pleasing my Mistress.
    She then finished, removed Her strap-on, and walked to my face. She bent over in front of me. Her bottom was inched from my face, the pretty little anus almost in reach of my tongue and the lips of Her pussy beautiful beyond belief.
    i strained and strained against the collar that held my neck, hoping to bury my face between the beauty of Her bottom, wanting to feel the softness of Her derriere envelope my face, gagging and choking with my effort.
    Mistress Louise spoke softly, “don’t you wish little man?”

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