Please Spank Me! Story by Salty Vixen

The party was a normal everyday type of party. The snacks and refreshments were great, and I sure liked the groovy dance music. The floor was full of couples taking the opportunity to dance with their favorite partners. I, on the other hand, was not in the mood to dance. I was bored. So I stood on the fringes of the room and watched everyone else. It was from here that I saw him.

I was instantly attracted to this six foot four man with long blond hair. Standing with feet shoulder width apart, he was an embodiment of raw power. His eyes seemed to be focused on the dance floor, but I couldn't tell what he was seeing. I could not even tell whether he liked what he was seeing or not. His eyes were fixed and did not waver.

I watched the guys as they walked by him acknowledging his presence with a nod or a look. There was a respect for him in everyone that passed him. It would be hard for me to explain, except that it was clear that he was a man that was using to taking charge.

His Italian styled clothes were obviously custom made conforming perfect to that well conditioned body. There was no doubt that his blue outfit was extremely expensive, but did it ever make him look good. His thighs and crotch looked the best. I thought that I could even see the shadow of his manhood.

He turned and locked his eyes with mine. It was only then that I realized that he knew I had been watching him all along. His eyes never left mine. Those deep blue eyes seemed like they could look right into my soul. A mischievous smile came over his face as he walked towards me. His steps were deliberate and controlled. He knew exactly where he was stepping and where he was going. I melted inside. He was coming to me.

When he reached me, he made no pretense that he was examining every feature of my body. He spent time on my collarbone and breasts, then down to my tummy, hips and finally my legs.

"Turn around, " he said.

"What for?" I asked.

"Because I said so," he responded with a stern tone. It was a tone that told me that he was not used to being questioned.

I turned and faced away from him and waited. I was uncomfortable. However, I knew that I was not supposed to turn back around. After a good two minutes, I felt his hands cup my ass cheeks. He caressed and then squeezed them.

"Good," he said. "You will do."

He took my arm, and started leading me to the door!

"What do you think you're doing?" I asked in a panicky voice.

I tried to pull away from him, and immediately knew that it was a giant mistake. He pulled me around. His eyes were suddenly cold and harsh.

"No games baby, " he said.

I knew exactly what it meant to go with him. He would be in complete control, and part of me loved the idea. It was exhilarating to feel his power filling my being. I loved the excitement that was racing through my head. My heart was pounding like crazy. I wondered what had come over me to try and resist him. This was exactly the excitement that I had been wanting all night. No, it was beyond wanting, I needed this. I needed to feel the burn, the thrill, and the hunger of my desire.

I put my head down and allowed him to pull me back.

"It is not that easy dear," he said in a matter of fact tone.

"Give me your panties."

I looked up at his eyes, and they were deadly serious.

"You have already broken a rule. If you want to come with me, give me your panties now."

"Okay, I will right back, " I answered. "I'll go the to the ladies room."

"No, " he responded. "Take them off right here and now."

I looked around at the crowded room. There were fifty people in the room. I looked up at this god of a man. He was so sure of himself, confident of his ability to read me. It was almost scary.

However, he was right. He was exactly what I was looking for tonight. Control and power radiated from his body, but I could see a passion in his eyes. He was one in a million. I knew that he was testing me and wanted to know how far I would go. Or maybe he knew how far I would go, and wanted it clear who was in charge.

It really didn't matter. I loved the excitement and wanted to feel this man take charge of me. Holding his eyes in mine. I slide my hands under my skirt and pulled my panties down in one smooth motion. I smiled as I picked up the bikini style pink panties and handed them to the strong stranger.

He grinned.

"You will do," he said and led me out the door.

"My name is Mark," he said, "and what should I call you?

"Kelli," I told him.

Soon, he pulled up in front of a house on a quiet street. When the car had stopped, he came around and opened the door for me. Taking my arm, I could feel his strength guiding me to exactly where he wanted me to go.

As soon as we entered the house, he locked the door behind us. I looked at him surprised as he put the keys in his pocket.

He grinned.

"I don't want anyone to disturb us," he said.

I looked around. It was a huge house; I bet there must have been at least four or five bedrooms. He led me to a room and pushed open the door. My jaw dropped. The walls were covered with all kind of handcuffs, ropes, scarves and even a small whip. Yet, what really drew my attention were the posters he had on the other walls.

The first poster was a meter by one half a meter. It was a picture a woman tied face down on a bed with a man spanking her with a paddle. You could see that she was hollering from the pain of it.

Another picture showed a woman bent over a man's knee receiving a spanking by his hand. Her ass was a bright pink from it and she had tears on her face from crying.

The next picture was of a woman bent over the back of a chair and her hands were tied with what looked like scarves and secured to the chair legs, with her legs spread open to show her sex. She was being whipped with something like the whip he had on his wall and was grimacing in her pain.

My heart lurched and was beating wildly. I had experienced the kinky side of sex before. I even thought of myself as a little on the liberal side, but this was far out. I wondered with a shiver of fear, if this was what he had in mind for me.

He kissed me deeply and started undoing my clothes. Oh, his kiss was heavenly. I wanted more.

He looked into my eyes as he continued removing my clothes.

"Your safe word is Orange Works. Do you understand? Tell me your safe word"

I nodded and said, "Orange Works, Sir"

"Very good," he said. "I am now going to spank you until you cry. You will never question what I say or do, or it will be worse. If you can stand it, I just might give you the pleasure that you want. But, only if you are good. At anytime, you can yell the safe word, and everything will stop. You will leave immediately and never see me again. Do you understand?"

I was stunned, I couldn't speak except for nodding my head, and I just stood there letting him undress me. I hoped that he wouldn't hurt me, but I didn't want to find that out. I decided that would do just as he said.

When I was naked, I found myself blushing like crazy. He took my hand, led me over to the bed and sat me down beside him.

Grabbing my hair in his hand from behind, yet not hurting me, he looked into my eyes again.

"I am going to spank you Darlin'. You will learn that I love to spank my women."

Immediately he grabbed my arm and pulled me roughly over his knee!

I yelled and shrieked "noooooo!!! "

He ignored it and put his leg over mine to hold me down. Grabbing my wrist, he held it tightly behind my back and started spanking.

"Oooooowwwwwww!!!!" I yelled. "That hurts! Stop!!"

"I know Hon, it's supposed to hurt, and that's the whole idea of spanking!"

He laughed and said, " Oh, your ass looks as good as I knew it would, I love the way it jiggles when my hand lands on it!"

He continued spanking me until his hand felt like fire on me, and my ass felt like it was on fire!

"Ooooowwwwwwwww... please stop! It hurts too much!!" I cried out.

I was wiggling around as much as I was able to under his vise like grip. I was trying to get away from him, but it was useless to even try, I couldn't move an inch! My ass was burning now and I couldn't even move it away from his punishing hand. I started crying, I had such stinging on my ass but he kept on spanking me.

He just chuckled and said; "Your ass is a beautiful red now, and it's actually glowing from the heat."

"I hate you, you bastard!" I yelled at him.

I tried to bite his leg, but couldn't quite reach it with my mouth. I pounded the floor in the frustration of being so helpless. His hand kept smacking my ass and it got harder every few minutes making my poor ass throb.

Suddenly it stopped. My ass was on fire and I was sobbing like I never had before over anything! I still couldn't move, he was still holding me down with my ass sticking up in the air for him. It was such an embarrassing position to be in. I knew he could see every little detail of my sex like that!

He stroked my burning cheeks. Each little touch stung even more. Still sobbing, I felt his fingers touching my sex as he stroked my ass, and it sent little shivers through me. I could feel myself getting wet from his probing fingers.

"Oh god" I thought, my body knew what it liked and wanted. Even though my ass was a bright red and burning like fire, his fingers were arousing me beyond belief.

"Oh the little submissive shows her colors," he said. "That little pussy of yours is getting excited. I can see how wet you are from here."

There was no way I could hide it. He had a perfect view of the whole area, and I didn't care anymore. I wanted him to continue, I was starting to melt and exciting tingles were racing through my body.

He lifted me off his knee and laid me on the bed. Taking both my hands, he tied them together above my head. The rope had been lying on the bed when we had first come in, and now I knew what for! He secured the rope to the middle bedpost while talking softly to me. He was telling me that I was a good girl to take my punishment so well.

Kissing me, he was running his hands up and down my body, stopping to pull on my nipples. He put his mouth down and kissed each one in turn, then he bit hard making me cry out.

"Ooooooowwwwww!"

He smiled and said; "Pain and pleasure go together Darlin', you wouldn't want one without the other. The pain makes the pleasure all the more sweet."

He pinched both nipples hard. I almost cried out again, but stopped myself, I wanted him to make love to me so bad now, I could feel how wet I was between my legs.

Even though my ass was still on fire, I didn't care about that anymore, I was aching for him. He slid down and pulled my legs wide apart saying, "Don't you dare try to close them or I will spank you again, even harder!"

I didn't dare move after that, and didn't even want to, I loved what he was doing to me! He examined my sex very well, fingering, poking, feeling and caressing. He teased my clit with his fingers until I was twisting, pulling and pinching them again.

He said with a grin; "Maybe I should put clamps on them, how would that feel, should I?"

"Nooooooooo! Please no!" I pleaded with him.

I didn't want any more pain!

"Ok then, maybe next time." He promised to my horror.

He started kissing me deeply now, long and slow. I was melting again, the pain forgotten. He moved that wonderful mouth and lips of his all over my body, kissing and nibbling every part of me. I felt like I was floating in heaven it was so wonderful. His teeth would give little bites here and there on my clit and on my pussy lips, sometime hurting a bit, but it only enhanced the pleasure.

"Oh man, I can't stand it!" I thought.

I was going out of my mind with the exquisite torture, moaning uncontrollably. His magnificent tongue plunged in and out of my dripping pussy. He slid it back and forth along my pussy lips and flicked it over my clit over and over.

"You have a very beautiful pussy baby," he said. "It's begging to be tasted and eaten and your clit just keeps asking to be sucked. Your nipples are just aching to be pinched and sucked in turn."

When I couldn't stand it anymore, I was sure I was going to cum; he untied my wrists, lifted me up and impaled me on his huge cock. He held my waist and started pumping me up and down on him with increasing speed. I was like a wild woman, moaning and whimpering as I approached the big moment. I was bouncing wildly on his cock, and it felt like it was going right through me like a sword!

Then I started shaking and shuddering, screaming in my ecstatic orgasm. Wave after wave of bliss washed over me as I felt his hot cum start spurting deep inside of me. It was the biggest cum I had ever had, it lasted for several minutes with my juices flowing all over his cock.

I came again and again until finally, totally exhausted, I fell on the bed beside him still moaning, with both of our cum leaking out of my satisfied pussy, onto the bed.

After a few minutes, he looked at me with a big grin and said; "Was it as good as I promised?"

"Oh yes!!" I gasped out.

I was still having little spasms all through me. He leaned over and kissed me, saying; "You were a good girl, I guess the spanking helped you behave. Now get up, I'll take you home."

I got up and dressed and he drove me home.

When we arrived at my house, he got out and opened the door on my side and helped me out. When I said goodnight and was going to walk away, he grabbed my arm; "I will see you in two days. Be at the club where the party was, I'll see you there."

He got in the car and drove away.

I thought to myself, like hell you will see me! No nice words or goodnight kiss? No cuddling? You didn't even walk me to my door, so forget it mister! Go find some other woman to spank, but I knew that I would see him again. I would be there in two days like he told me to. I wanted more of that wonderful sex with him. I could feel tingles in my pussy just thinking about it. I went in and had a hot shower and went to bed.

I slept like a baby that night.

THE END

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