True Beginnings by Willow Madison Page B

belt down one more time on the same spot. A small cry escapes with her breath.
    "You may raise your legs, Lucy." She instantly brings up her feet, "That's high enough." She stops with her toes pointed perfectly up to the ceiling. "You may not lower your legs onto your bottom...You'll feel the sting of your punishment without any relief, little girl." I let her breathing even out before having her stand. She puts her arms in position and waits for me to tell her what to do. Such a good girl, I have.
    Her tears always make me harder. Her face is soft. Her eyes shining, and hungry, looking all over my face, chest, body. I'm wearing only my boxers. My cock is stiff. Her eyes keep lingering and jumping back to my face, hopeful that her punishment is over and she'll be rewarded between her legs.
    I stand and take her in my arms, bringing her arms around me. She melts to me, trying to bring every inch of herself in contact with me. "Thank you, Sir."
    I meet her mouth arching up to mine, our kiss deep and long. She puts her hands on the top of my boxers and looks for permission with her eyes. I nod slightly and she pulls them down. I pull her onto the bed, falling back with her body on mine, stretched out together.
    I roll us over, so she's pinned under my weight. Pulling myself up onto my elbows. "Open your legs...wider. Good girl." I cup her pussy, not putting a finger in, but pressing with my whole hand. "Hands by your sides." She obeys, moving her hands to be pinned between her body and my knees. I sit up and slide into her.
    I can feel her moan inside, it's so deep and long. I lightly slap her face, her eyes pop open again...her pussy squeezing me. I'm grinning at her. Her confused mix of emotions plays across her face.
    "You belong to me, Lucy...and I'll do whatever I like to you...whenever I feel like it. Do you understand me?"
    "Y...Yes, Sir." Her sweet girl voice, chin pressed down. With her arms pinned, she can't do anything to protect herself. Good.
    "And I like slapping you...I like the look on your face..." I slap her again, just lightly, enough to shock her into automatically squeezing my cock again.
    "My look...?"
    I thrust in and out of her a little, her moans and wetness make stopping hard, but I finally slow down and stop. "Yes...you have the perfect look..." I slap her again; she actually moans this time and holds the squeeze, pushing her hips against me. God, she's gorgeous. I have to breathe to stop from cuming. I thrust into her hard again and she pushes against me more. I give in to the desire to fuck her hard and fast. I stretch out my legs and with my arms around her, we come together quickly.
    I roll off her and she instantly crawls into my arms again.  I brush her hair away from her forehead and kiss the top of her head. "Your look...it's like you're begging me to stop and begging me for more all in one... What were you thinking just then…when I smacked you?"
    She shyly lowers her head into my chest more and in her highest, quietest voice, "I was thinking that I wanted to please you...that if slapping me pleases you...then that's what I want too...and" she pauses for a long moment. "And...I like that you...that you do what you want...to me...I like that I'm yours..."
    "You are most definitely mine, little girl!" I smack her hip. I push her onto her back, so I can look at her face, into her eyes. I kiss her and her arms go around my neck, so warm, so small.
    She snuggles back into my arms when I lay back again. "I want to make sure that you understand, Lucy...I'll do whatever I want to you...slap, spank, whatever...always when you deserve it, for being a bad girl. But sometimes, it will be just because I want to. Do you understand that I still love you, even if I'm rough with you?"
    "Yes...I love you, too, Max." She kisses my chest. "And...And I like that you're rough..." She adds this so quietly, shyly.
    I say no more and feel Lucy's breathing lengthening. I turn my head so I can watch her nap for a