The burning of the first spanking catches you off guard. A scream is drowned out by the cloth he put in your mouth. You swallow. You're trying to reach for his hands to ask him, Be more careful, but the ropes are too tight, and you don't want to hurt your wrists. You close your eyes just before the next slap. You jump on his lap, afraid he will drop you. That provokes him; you know it because you can feel his arousal buil...

Lights off; a thin beam of light seeps through the window and reflects on the wall. It's a rainy night, and the only sound is the rattling of raindrops hitting the glass. The heat of her body under the sheets contrasts with the cold drops of sweat gradually covering her back. She was thinking about him all day, imagining his slow kisses and the sound of his breathing. She began to imagine him there, with her, pressing his...