“Stop gawking the place and get that ass over here!” Marcus said, playfully grabbing Jennifer by the arm and pulling her across his lap. “If there were people here, they’d be thrilled to see me OTK you, cutie!” She was across his lap in a flash and Marcus began with a flurry of swats across her lovely bottom. She sighed, more out of relaxation and finally getting what she so desperately wanted for so long.
Marcus finished warming her up and pulled out a tawse and started swatting her rear with it. He wasn’t fooling around. Jennifer realized this was going to be the start of an amazing weekend. Truly a weekend she’d been dreaming of for months and months. It was wonderful to get out of the cold of her East Coast environment and into this tranquil, amazing warmth—just as Marcus warmed her rear. She snapped back into focus. “Ouch!” she exclaimed as the tawse landed with a rather curt snap.
“Oh, don’t pretend it’s awful. You love it.” He really heated up her rear with the strappy tanned leather, then he set it aside and, without losing a beat, proceeded to smack her sweet spot on either cheek, really laying into it, making that line of flesh ultra-sensitive. He followed it up with a scratch of nails across the thin red line at the base of Jennifer’s cheek.
Marcus set the tawse aside and looked over his implements, wondering where to go next. He pulled out a small, short bamboo cane; perfect for OTK as it was only 14-inches long. He sat his left hand on the top of her behind, lining his fingers up with her tailbone and touched the cane to her bottom.
“Oooh!” she said, stamping her foot down on the carpet. She didn’t like the idea of this cane at all. She knew it all too well.
“Quiet, you,” Marcus said, his voice getting husky. He lined up his first stroke, tapping the cane against her panties, raised it up and…paused. “You know what?” he said, smiling, loving the mindfuck of the moment. “Why don’t you take off those panties. That would make this much better.”
“Dammit,” Jennifer said, getting up off his lap and noting casually he was aroused beneath his board shorts. She shimmied off her panties and went back across his lap. Though she dreaded that little spiteful cane, she really wanted to feel it’s sting across her cheeks.
Back across his lap, Marcus swung and hit hard, leaving the cane there where it landed and pressing it into her flesh. He pulled back and smacked it down in multiple strikes, raising red, angry welts horizontally across her rear. Jennifer grimaced and sucked up the pain, noting her own arousal as she did.