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I stole a glance at her. Her panties had joined the rest of her clothes and she had one hand at her crotch. The other was on her head as in the story and she had pushed her chest out a bit.
"I direct you to place yourself on the bed. Face down and your rear raised on the pillow. The clothes around your ankles hamper your movements and you look to me to assist you. I refuse. I'm enjoying your contortions. Besides, I want you to remember that you have agreed to my conditions and must willingly put yourself in the proper position. I do, however, feel the need to make a few minor adjustments when you're settled. I have saved out a small pillow which I put by your head. I remind you that we are in a dorm and if anyone hears you cry out they will probably investigate. You have the choice of muffling your mouth with the pillow or inviting some of my neighbors to see you presented as you are. I also promise that you will not be relieved from your obligation to accept the punishment and we will continue in spite of an ever growing audience. You are quick to take the pillow and bury your face in it but I order you to look at me. I want you to watch as I remove my belt. I remind you of our agreement. Twenty swats. You nod in acceptance and I bring it to your lips. You understand what is required and kiss the leather that will shortly return the kiss in a different manner many times over."
I was having a very hard time keeping myself under control and could ejaculate any time now. I tried to avoid looking at her but could still hear her. She was breathing rapidly again and the seat was squeaking a little from her gyrations. I had to finish my story quickly.
"I step back and you put your face back into the pillow. The first one lands and your head shoots up. You don't make any noise but I can see surprise. I don't think you realized how much it was going to hurt. The next one comes before you're ready and you respond with a small yelp. Another and you gasp audibly and a second later shove the pillow into your mouth and I hear a muffled cry. Two more and I move to the other side of the bed for the next five. When they have been given I stop to give you a rest. The muffled sounds from the pillow have become louder by now and you are crying continuously. I wonder if the punishment is too severe. I decide you have had enough and I..."
I was getting really close but I was determined to hold out. I had just let my fantasy partner be excused from the rest of the punishment so I could get to the ending (my favorite part) when my real life friend interrupted with, "No. Don't let me off. I agreed to the full amount and need it. I won't move out of the way or reach back to protect myself. Pay no attention to my screams. Whip me."
Hey! This is my fantasy or at least I thought so. I used all my self control and took my hand away from its activity as I complied with her wishes.
"I return to the left side and bring the belt down again. You are in agony and must pull the pillow away only long enough to take gasps of air and then back to catch your screams. Unmercifully, I apply the belt again and again and again and again. Your ass is a mass of welts and you have five more to go. As I walk around the bed again you raises your head and say 'Please!' but your request is not for me to stop. You tearfully ask for another minute before I finish our task. I look at my watch and after exactly 60 seconds your face is back in the pillow as your nerves register the 16th stroke. In spite of your resolve, you are wriggling as your body instinctively tries to relieve some of the agony. I don't wait for you to settle but strike again. I am now resigned to aiming at a moving target for the last three. You are in too much pain to count the strokes and are surprised when I turn your head towards me. I present the belt to your lips for another kiss. Realizing your punishment is over you gratefully plant kiss after kiss and between sobs, thank me for punishing you."
Ah! Here comes the final chapter and my hand got busy again.
"I tell you to show your thanks in a more appropriate manner as I unzip my pants. You may not have enjoyed our little get-together but I found it very arousing. The result of that is now directly in front of you. You obediently slither closer and take it in your mouth. Tentatively at first but with increasing enthusiasm and ..."
I found my hand being pulled off me as she followed the lead from my story. I couldn't believe it but I was past the point of no return and her mouth on me was the final straw. I tried to pull her off so I could come in the handkerchief I had ready but she was having none of that and I gave in to the overwhelming and unavoidable climax. I very slowly shrank back to normal size with her continuing to lick and suck whatever residue there was. When she finally raised her head again she wiped her mouth and said, "It'll never replace milk shakes but it wasn't as bad as I thought it might be."
I thanked her for the compliment(?) and kissed her as long and passionately as I could. When we broke for air she said, "I'd like more of that please." I was only too happy to comply. During this romantic interlude she moved my hand to the forbidden territory. As I stroked her she started to moan and then said, "I refuse to take you in my mouth as you command. My disobedience earns me another with the belt. Oh! That feels good."
The last was not referring to her getting another swat (I don't think) but in response to my fingers moving from stroking to probing.
"You decide that my mouth will no longer satisfy you. I feel you taking my shoes off. The clothes around my ankles follow. I know what you're going to do and I beg you not to. You ignore me and pull me up so I'm ... Ah!"
I guess I was doing something right. After a moment she caught her breath.
"You have me on my knees. My ass is raised and my head is still on the bed. You force my knees far apart. You put your hands on my ass and I'm reminded of what it has just suffered. I bury my head into the pillow as I cry in renewed pain."
I'll leave out all the times she stopped her narrative to express her approval of my hand's activities.
"I feel you enter me and am ashamed that you found it such an easy task. Now you know how much the punishment turned me on. There is a little pain as you slam against my bottom but it just makes me want you more. I hold the pillow to my face but my cries are not those of pain. Slam it into me. Harder! Harder! Ah!"
I was following her instructions and had two fingers doing the required motions as my thumb rubbed her in a very sensitive spot. She was bucking like crazy as she finished her story and then held herself up as she gave a long cry at the end.
I stopped but kept my hand there until she kissed me again and I hugged her. I commented that we would have been more comfortable if we had done this at the cabin rather than waiting till now. She agreed and asked, "Why didn't we do something like this before?" Another kiss and I said, "I don't know. It certainly wasn't because you weren't sexy." She giggled and replied, "You say the nicest things to a girl when you have her pants down."
After a few minutes (and more kissing) she said, "I've never said those things out loud before, I would just imagine them. Thank you for letting me do it now. It was really great. You know I've only really, Um..., done 'IT' once and that was with Frank (her high school boyfriend). I have a hunch if we ..., well, did more than just touch each other it would be pretty good."
What an offer! But I wanted it to be in a little more romantic setting so I answered, "I'd like to try but I don't want to do it in the back seat of some car. We could rent a motel room and ..."
She interrupted, "Why waste money. My roommate has gone home for the weekend so we could use my dorm room but I have a better idea. How far are we from the college?"
I told her we could be there in about 25 minutes and she outlined her plan. We would go back to our rooms and pack overnight bags. Since her roommate was gone nobody would know she was spending the night somewhere else. We could go back to the cabin and be all alone for the rest of the night and maybe get in a little skating Sunday."
I agreed but commented that we might find better things to do rather than go skating. She gave me a mischievous smile and said she had no idea what I had in mind.
I just smiled and said she would have to wait and find out but we better get going if we were going to get there at all. She started to pull her pants up but I told her to wait. I got of the car and put my own clothes in order as I went to her side. I opened the door and recommended that it would be easier for her to put herself to rights standing up. She joined me and modestly (in spite of what we had just done together) turned away and arranged her clothes properly. We finally got a chance to use my handkerchief to wipe up the seat where, as she put it, she had leaked a little. I promised to make her leak a lot more when I had her in the cabin. She gave me another kiss and said she couldn't wait as she got back in the car and told me to hurry. I did and an hour later we were heading back to the cabin.
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