Spanked On A Red Motorcycle

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“Honey, can you come help me in here for a moment?” I heard him call from the garage.

“Sure,” I answered as I came in.

“Lock the door.” I looked at him with surprise. I knew I would be punished. I didn’t expect it now and in the garage. “Chose one,” he said, pointing at several rolls of extension cables. Most were the heavy duty, orange, outdoor type. Scary. I spied one that was a little lighter. Is lighter better? I wasn’t sure but I handed him that one. “Good girl. Do you know why you will be spanked?”

“Yes, sir.”

“Tell me.”

“I was a bitchy brat. You were trying to help me. You wanted to make sure I am safe on the ladder and you handed me your flashlight. I kept complaining about how little light your flashlight gave…I think I called it stupid….” I said softly. Trying to save myself some strokes I added, “I did apologize.”

“Yes, you did. Was it really sincere?”

“No” I sighed, now resigned.

“No, it wasn’t. I am glad you can be honest about that. I am proud of you. Do you think you deserve a spanking?”

“Yes, sir.”

“Ok, come stand right next to Scarlett.”

Scarlett is my red motorcycle.

“Slide down your jeans. Bend over.” I bent over Scarlett’s  seat, feeling the cool leather against my stomach. “I will give you a couple of warm up strokes; those are not part of your punishment.”

“Thank you, sir.”

He used his hand to deliver several strong smacks on my bottom. “Stand up. Look at me. Are you ready for your punishment?”

“Yes, sir.”

“Take of your panties and bend over. Stick your ass out and keep your legs apart.” I slid up farther over the seat so  my ass would stick out more, now feeling the coolness of the leather on my pussy and thighs. I tried spreading my legs but my jeans and panties were still around my ankles. “Good girl. Don’t move. You can cry, but no screaming and no wiggling. Understood?”

“Yes, sir.”

I heard the cable cut through the air and then it landed on my ass with a sting. Several more came quickly. I tried keeping still, breathing heavily, tears now forming in my eyes. Several more a little slower. I breathed out through my teeth, the pain now very intense.

“Do you think you deserve a few more?”

I hated that question, there was no right answer.”Yes, sir, I deserve a few more,” I said hoping that will buy me some mercy.

“Ok, I will do five more. Count them.”

“One, two, three.” I am now crying hard. “Four, five.”

“Stand up.” I stand up weakly, my legs buckling, and my ass on fire. “Look at me. I am listening.”

I knew, what was expected of me. “Thank you, sir, for my punishment. Thank you for taking the time to correct my actions and making me better.”

“Good girl.” He takes me in his arms, holding me tight. “Your ass looks amazing all pink and red. Those stripes are incredible. I want to make sure you won’t forget about this for a long time. I want you to think about me every time you sit down. I will spank you some more.” Seeing the panic in my eyes, he added, “Don’t worry. Not with that anymore.” He threw the extension cord aside. “Hand me that,” he pointed to a large wooden paint stirrer.

“Yes, sir.” I made sure to bend over as I reached for it which I saw made him smile.

“Step out of your pants and panties. Look at me. You will bend over Scarlett again. I will spank you till I decide you have had enough. Then I will fuck you.  When I pull out I want you to immediately get down on your knees and suck me. Do you understand? Tell, me what you will do.”

“I will lean over Scarlett for the rest of my spanking. I will stick out my ass high for you so you can see my glistening pussy. When you decide I have had enough, you will fuck me. When you pull out I will get down on my knees and take your lovely cock in my mouth.”

“Good girl” he said with a smile. I could tell he liked my embellishments. The sting of the paint stirrer wasn’t nearly as painful as the cable although my ass was already very sore. I got lost in the sensation of the burn; I lost count of the strokes and of the time. Then suddenly he was inside me. Deep, deep in my pussy. He thrust himself roughly but I was so wet from the spanking that he slid in easily. He steadied me by holding on to my hair with one hand and holding down my back with the other. In and out, in and out, he brought me so close to the edge. Just as I thought I would come, he pulled out. I froze for a second, and then remembered what I was supposed to do.

I dropped to my knees and started sucking. I grabbed his ass with one hand to pull him deeper inside and I cupped his balls with the other. It didn’t take very long for him to explode into my mouth. I looked up at him, with his cock still in my mouth as I started swallowing. I smiled, then licked every drop from his penis.

“Thank you, sir.” He pulled me up and held me close.

“You are fucking incredible. I will make you come so many times tonight. Your ass is amazing. I love spanking it. I love it when it’s red and mine. I love you.”

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