1. Beginnings: Chapter 2 - Formalities


    Date: 11/2/2017, Categories: Lesbian, Author: claire2013, Rating: 11, Source: LushStories

    spreading over it and pressing into it. “And when you spoke to Miss Swan, do you remember how you referred to me? It was something I had specifically instructed you about only this morning?” I suddenly became aware of what I had done, but before I had the opportunity of even attempting to respond I felt the palm of Veronica’s hand pull away from my bottom, only to be brought back sharply within seconds with a firm slap. My taut backside immediately began to burn and smart. I yelped, but before there was time for what was happening to fully sink in, I felt another searing spank scorch my bottom. I yelped again, this time a little louder. As I felt the painful warmth dissipate over my backside and radiate up to my body and down the back of my thighs, I became aware of another warmth, deliciously provocative, beginning to gather between my legs. “I’m sorry Lucy,” she said sharply, “but if you insist on making that noise, you leave me no choice.” Behind me, I sensed Veronica suddenly sink to her knees before running both of her hands swiftly and nimbly up inside the depths of my skirt. Within moments I felt her fingers hook themselves into the elasticated waistband of my panties and in one agile motion she slid them down my legs,before lifting up each of my feet in turn in order for me to step out of them. “Well, well,” she continued in a slightly mocking tone. “What have we here? Why on earth are your panties this damp, Lucy?” I watched as she quickly rolled my delicate white ...
    lace knickers into a neat ball in the palm of her hand. “Open your mouth, Lucy,” she purred. As the words were spoken I felt Veronica’s fingers work into my hair once more and pull it tight. My mouth opened involuntarily and immediately I felt my warm panties being pressed into it and filling it. The taste of sex teased my tongue and began to fill my senses. “Now, Lucy,” she continued firmly, “you will never...ever... refer to me as Veronica again, until I give you express...permission. Is that clear ?” In perfect rhythm with every emphasised word she brought the palm of her hand into searing contact with my bottom. With each spank I let out muffled moans into the soft, sex-scented fabric that was stuffed roughly into my mouth. Not only could I feel the branding heat of each one, but I could hear each slap like a loud firecracker. After the first couple of spanks I reached for the edge of my desk, gripping it tight until my knuckles blanched. After each one, what quickly became my desperation for the next began to grow, and gradually it felt as though my moans were not so much of pain, but of exquisite, undeniable pleasure. My breathing had become heavy and accelerated. As the spanks stopped, I suddenly felt physically exhausted and as though I had run a marathon in two minutes. My bottom was burning and all I wanted to do was lay there for a few moments, spread-eagled on my desk to recover my composure. Veronica had other ideas. In one smooth movement I felt myself being ...
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