Nineteen-year-old Lily Orton thought she could game the system. All she had to do was string along a series of men, teasing them just enough to keep them sponsoring her before finally turning them down. But William Arnold didn’t play her game, and now Lily is over his knee with her panties down and tears running down her blushing cheeks as she is thoroughly spanked.
But a bright red bottom is only the beginning of William’s plans for Lily. Her beautiful virgin body will be used in the most shameful ways imaginable, and she will take everything he gives her or be very sternly reminded of what happens to bad girls who forget who pays the bills.
Author: Emily Tilton
eBook Price: Kindle Unlimited/$3.95
Length: 35,000 words
He found he could take her whole backside in his big hand, nearly. His palm squeezed a little, and Lily answered with a soft, ambiguous cry. William kept fondling her, trailing his fingers down to her creamy upper thighs, then back to her prim cheeks, enjoying himself to his hard cock’s content, ensuring that Lily knew what her new sponsor liked to do with a pretty girl’s ass.
When her whimpers satisfied him that Lily felt herself under his command, William spoke again.
“You were a disrespectful little brat in the bar, weren’t you, Lily?”
Her body tensed as he continued to fondle her bottom. He could feel her considering her response—could almost sense with how many conflicting impulses she had to deal and cope: mind and body and heart and sweet young pussy all waging a fierce battle with one another.
“No,” she said. “I just…”
William raised his hand, and Lily tensed still further, struggled against his restraining left arm and right leg, as she realized what would happen now. He gripped her tightly, wanting her to understand that when the time came for a lesson over his knee, she had no escape.
Then he started to spank her, bringing his hand down over and over, from shoulder height each time. He began in the center of her lovely little bottom, right on the sit spot, and as she cried out helplessly in pain he delivered six sharp smacks to the sensitive flesh there, quickly turning her skin a bright pink.
Now Lily struggled for real, in a desperate manner she hadn’t done before, even when he had first grabbed her as she ran for the door. The reality of the agony a man’s hand could bring to her naughty backside, along with the embarrassment of her position over his knee with panties down, gave her a burst of strength that forced William to concentrate on keeping her backside in place as he moved to deliver six more spanks, to her right cheek.
“Stop! Please… please…” she yelled, trying to kick, trying to use the leverage of her left arm to free herself from his own left arm across her back. “It hurts so much!”
William thought he could hear in those familiar sobbing words the realization girls like Lily always seemed to have when they got punished for the first time: that even though it hurt—a lot—it wouldn’t kill them, or even really harm them. The thing Lily wouldn’t and almost certainly couldn’t say was that the worst part—the most serious consequence of her misbehavior—lay in the shame of finding herself over a man’s knee at nineteen, with her panties down for a lesson in respect.
And the worst part of the worst part… the way that even amidst the discomfort of a hard spanking her naturally submissive sexual needs raged as they never had before… well, William thought, Lily probably could think about the shame, but she very clearly couldn’t even let her need for firm-handed training in the bedroom into the corners of her mind.
He didn’t stop spanking her as he spoke again, in his sternest voice, delivering six smacks to her left cheek as punctuation, watching with satisfaction as her already red bottom bounded under the old-fashioned discipline.
“You… were… a disrespectful… brat… weren’t you… Lily?”
Her body had gone limp, now, her chest heaving over the couch. Hearing no response, William moved the punishment further down, to her thighs. He would turn her whole backside into a fiery reminder of her brattiness, if he had to.
“Yes!” she cried after the first spank to her right thigh. The sharper sting given in that area made her body jerk in agony.
William spanked the other thigh, then went back to the right. “Yes, what?” he asked, alternating hard slaps between the two sides, not breaking rhythm.
“Yes, I was… I’m sorry… I’m sorry…” Lily sobbed.