I’m his bitch 2

Fantasy. Both are 13 years old. I reccomend reading part one.

Brandon left and returned again. This time he was holding a black thong with a pink, fuzzy border. He made me go into a closet and change into them. Once I came back, he started laughing. The underwear, since it belonged to his 11 year old sister, was very small on me. There wasn’t really a back, and they were so small that the cloth that was supposed to cover my ass was riding up my crack, leaving both cheeks completely visible. Brandon told me how pathetic I was, and how I would make a great girl.

Then he told me it was time for more spanking. I got on my hands and knees, begging him not to. I was nearly crying; I didn’t want him to give me another spanking. But he did anyway. Brandon threw me over his knee again and started slapping my ass with his bare hand. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! It hurt even more because there weren’t any clothes covering me because the panties were riding up my ass hole. It was just his bare hand meeting my bare butt. I started whining and tears were filling up in my eyes. Then, Brandon surprised me. He stopped smacking and gently rubbed my smooth ass.

“Awwww, did that hurt?”, he asked. I was able to nod my head, still sniffling. I was happy that he was being nice now, but then…SMACK! “Well you shouldn’t have been spying on me bitch. I don’t care what you want, you’re nothing. All you’re good for is sucking my cock.

He smacked my ass cheeks a few more times before throwing me off his lap and onto the ground.