Male dominant, female brat

It was yet another night where he sat up in bed, emailing missives around the globe between making updates to different spreadsheets, whispering expletives under his breath. It might just be after midnight, but everything about the night screamed “he’ll be lucky to even get some sleep before the alarm goes off.”

She had no choice – she had to shut it on him. Before he could protest, she pulled down her pajama pants. Before he could speak up, he grinned – “well, this sure as hell beats working against that deadline.” as he placed the laptop on the bedside table.

“All I heard you say was beat,” she said, before throwing herself over his lap. Immediately, he swatted her bare bottom, letting his hand rest, groping her left ass-check before pulling his hand back and swatting, again, this time covering the right. Each swat, he let his hand linger for just a moment, relishing the feel of her butt muscles. As he swatted, she let out the most seductive little “mmmph” noises, as if begging for harder swats – faster swats.

He complied with the implied begging.

She started to arch her backside to coincide with each hit, welcoming the swat sound. Then she started to wriggle her butt when his hand drew back. This resulted in his erection pressing harder against her belly. Obviously, this only made her do it more and more.

His remedy for this was to cock his hand back and just wait . . . one, two, three seconds, chuckling at the flinching. Before delivering increasingly more intense swats.

As the count turned from dozens to hundreds, tears started to well in her eyes. Her movements across his lap, now, were no longer to meet his hand, but to avoid it. He grabbed a fistful of her hair with his left hand before pressing firmly down on her back with his left arm, holding her in place. The spankings became even more viscous.

When he saw a tear fall down her cheek, he stopped. Again, she flinched, but the next time her butt was touched was a gentle touch — he caressed the angry, red splotches, kneading her glutes. She ground her hips against his lap, relishing the effect it had on his penis.

With his thumb and middle finger, he pressed against her thighs, signaling her to spread her legs, which she did, immediately. Two of his fingers reached further between her legs and were met her wet sex. With his left hand continuing to press against her, keeping her still, he inserted his right thumb into her vagina before finding her clitoris with his index and middle fingers. Almost immediately, her toes started to curl and her whole body shuddered.