Smoke

The smell of tobacco woke me from a deep sleep. Instantly, moisture flooded my pussy. I knew what that smell meant. I rolled over to my stomach and pushed myself up until I was kneeling in the center of the bed facing the head board. I heard movement and the rushed exhale of smoke as he blew the tobacco from his lungs.

“Mmmm. That’s my good little slut.” His deep voice sent a dark thrill through my body strait to my pussy. He doesn’t use his words often during sex, and my body flushed as I reacted to the deep strains of his voice.

I kept my eyes closed. I knew the game well. I knew enough to know how far I could push him to get the reaction I wanted from him. I felt his finger tip trail down my spine and hook into my panties. He tugged on them to give me my first order. I stood up in the middle of the bed and removed my panties. His hand on my hip turned me to face him. Before I turned, I closed my eyes again. His fingertip touched my lips and slowly moved down my neck, between my breasts, down my stomach, until his fingertip rested on my clit. My breath caught as he moved his finger between my wet slit. His finger immediately moved away from me. I knew that catch was against the rules. He sat down next to me and tapped his legs. My second order was given.

I climbed off the bed. I lay across his lap with my ass and pussy in the air. The rush of cold air hit my buttocks right before the sting of his hand connecting with my flesh struck me. He waited a beat for the sting to settle in before he gently rubbed my ass cheeks. His hand moved again and the sting of his hand slapping my exposed pussy zinged through my body. The flat of his palm rubbed my pussy until it felt better. I knew I had one more coming. I squeezed my eyes shut, anticipating, craving the pain of his spankings. Once more his hand connected to my pussy. The delicious pain of it had me creaming on the hand that was now rubbing the site of the smack.

“Good girl,” he said as he slipped two fingers inside my pussy. He stroked my g-spot but I knew I couldn’t get excited. He won’t let me cum yet. And just before I tipped over that slippery edge he withdrew his fingers. I heard the sounds of him licking his fingers. I almost whined. I choked it back just before I let it slip out of me. He tapped my butt twice signaling it was time for me to stand.