Gem thinks about her cunt while waiting to be leathered Part 20

Gem: Not many girls would do this. 

[Gem reaches down and picks Jaime’s pants off the floor, and extracts the belt, dropping the pants on the bed. For a few seconds she wraps the belt round her fingers, feeling the leather’s weight and supple strength. She pauses, looking at the belt, not meeting Jaime’s eyes, not sharing her thoughts. Then she nods, folds the belt as instructed, and holds it out to Jaime.]

Jaime: Thank you. Now … [he seats himself on the edge of the bed, with the folded belt in his left hand.] Gem, this is a very traditional thing. I want you to bend over my knee. Toes and fingers touching the carpet. Ass under my nose. 

Gem: Jaime, I don’t know…

Jaime: I could discuss it with you, Gem. But I’m just going to count to five. One. 

Gem: Jaime, are you going to hurt me? 

Jaime: Two. Yes, but it won’t hurt very much, love. I just want you to know and understand, while you’re experiencing it, that you’re getting the strap because you didn’t do as you’re told. Three. 

Gem: Please…

Jaime: Four.

Gem [panicked, or doing a good impersonation]: All right! All right!  

[She dives across his lap, supple as a fish..]

Gem: Four and a half!

[Jaime smacks her upturned bottom, with his palm rather than the strap, for that “four-and-a-half” line.] 

Gem: Yeow! 

[To be continued]

 

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Gem thinks about her cunt while waiting to be leathered Part 19

Jaime: Well, you won’t be the first girl smacked in this room, darling. Just the one I care about right now. Come up. 

[Gem turns and presses herself firmly into his arms. Jaime holds her tight, occasionally patting her ass. There’s something in her eyes; not tears but an emotion close to tears but softer and more pleasant. She knows what submission feels like, and its pleasures.]

Gem: I should say, “I’ll be a good girl”, now, shouldn’t I? And your cock would explode.

Jaime: [not letting her lighten the mood] You will be good. But you’ve got one lesson coming.

Gem: Uh?

Jaime: My jeans, on the floor there.

Gem: Um…

Jaime: Take the belt out of the loops, Gem. You’ll be all right, but I want you to fold the belt, and then hand it to me.

[Gem, still in his arms, looks into his eyes. She knows she’ll have to decide quickly. A moment passes.]

[To be continued.] 

Gem thinks about her cunt while waiting to be leathered Part 18

A hotel door: [a woman with a Samoan accent, amused by Gem’s shyness, and kindly]: Oh that’s okay, we’ll just do the other rooms and come back to this one this afternoon. There’s no hurry; take all the time you need.

[There’s the sound of a hotel cart being wheeled away from the door.]

Gem: Oh. 

[She seems a little disappointed. Jaime realises that she’d been not only expecting something more embarrassing – she hadn’t spent all that much time fucking in hotel rooms – but in a sense she’d been hoping for it. Also, she’d accepted his hand on her ass, not gentle, when he wanted her obedience. Even now, with the pause after the cleaner gone, she bore his handprint on her buttock and hadn’t thought to complain. Jaime pushes forward, letting his cock wetly fill her, till his belly is against her rounded ass.]

Gem: Oh god, yes, fuck, jesus fuck, yes.

[Jaime slowly withdraws his cock, but can’t resist burying himself in her, deep as he can, one more time while Gem burbles.]

Gem: Yes yes yes yer yer, oh god that’s good good

[But this time Jaime withdraws entirely.]

Gem: Jaime?

Jaime: [command voice] Gem.

Gem: [not noticing his voice, reaching back for his cock] Come on, please. 

Jaime [puts his hand on her spine to stop her getting up. Still the command voice]: Gem. 

Gem: [recognising that voice, perhaps for the first time]: Oh. Oh. What did I – ? What do – ?

Jaime: Gem, you were told what to say. Weren’t you? [He doesn’t wait for an answer.] But you didn’t do as you’re told.

Gem [defensive]: Jaime, I did. I said –

Jaime: Only when I smacked you, Gem. Do you think that woman heard you? Having to get your bottom smacked, because you didn’t do as you’re told?

Gem: Oh. Oh god. [There are goose bumps on her shoulders.]

[To be continued]

Gem thinks about her cunt while waiting to be leathered Part 17

Gem: This is so unfair. Please, Jaime.

[Jaime has his cock not quite in her, the head just holding her lips open, being wetly kissed. He refuses to enter further. It’s tormenting him, but he has the control. It is worse for Gem, of course.]

Jaime: Do as you’re told.

Gem: Tell them I’m over the bed with my ass up and a cock in me?

[It’s the sixth time she’s said some variant of “bent over”, and each version has been slightly more sexualised. Jaime had made a decision about that. Gem isn’t aware of that decision, but she knows something just changed. Maybe it’s that he’s just got harder. Anyway, she coughs to clear her throat.]

Gem: Um, sorry, hello, sorry! I’m, um, I’m being … fucked.

Jaime [smacking the side of her right buttock.] Louder!

Gem: CAN YOU COME BACK later? Sorry, but I’m [another, firmer, smack] BEING FUCKED. 

[To be continued]