Spread you legs like a good little slut,” I ordered her. I wasn’t surprised when she did. “Wider,” making sure that her legs touched both sides of the bed. I slapped her hard between the legs, her legs closing in pain, squeezing my hand as if I was her lover. “I didn’t say to close them.” I saw her thighs trembling as she spread her legs again, this time knowing what I was going to do.
How could she hit a girl between the legs? It stung, her pussy suddenly coming alive as my palm slapped hard against her mound. She shut her legs, trapping his hand between them as though she wanted it there. She struggled to obey him, slowly opening her legs with such fear, knowing that she was opening up her pussy to spank her again. Spank her pussy. When her legs touched the edge of the bed I spanked her, this time Tulia struggling to keep her legs open, my hand smashing hard into her mound, feeling her lips swell. But was it pain or pleasure that raced between her legs, tugging on the ropes that held her pinned to the bed. |