Page 29 of Risky Bet

She nodded. “Yes, Sir,” she murmured as she stared at the ground through the hole in the face rest she laid on.

He laid his hand on her ass and gave a gentle squeeze. “Have I mentioned how much I like your ass?” he asked.

“I don’t believe you have, Sir.”

He chuckled. “Here’s how this works. Before you get to orgasm, you have to endure six minutes of spanking and six minutes of a vibrator directly on your clit. If you come before we’re done, we start all over. Now, because I’m not a complete bastard, we’ll be alternating a minute of spanking and a minute with the vibrator until we get to the end. Your first three minutes of spanking will be with my hand, and for the last three, you’ll be introduced to my hairbrush.”

“What happens if I know I can’t hold an orgasm back?”

“Good question. Again, not a complete bastard, so if you know you’re not going to be able to hold out, you can ask me to stop the vibrator and I’ll spend the rest of that minute turning your ass red.”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Good.”

Music filled the room and his hand made gentle circles on her ass for a few seconds. She heard a beep followed by a sharp sting to her ass as he began the first minute of her spanking. It wasn’t overly hard, thank goodness, but sixty seconds turned out to be forever. When the timer beeped, he reset it and wordlessly pressed a vibrator between her thighs. It was a large wand style toy with a bulbous head. In seconds she was writhing against the device, chasing an orgasm. It wasn’t until she was on the edge that she remembered she wasn’t supposed to come.

Ten more minutes of this torture to go.

“Why are you being punished?” he asked as the timer beeped, and he pulled the toy away.

“Because I didn’t address you properly, Sir,” she whispered. She’d always hated being forced to confess her crimes before a punishment. Even now, when she was turned on as hell, she didn’t like it.

“Very good. On to round two.”

The second round of spanking hurt worse. He was definitely spanking her harder this time.

The sound of his hand smashing into her ass seemed to drown out the soft music that was playing. His spanking was fast and furious with no break between swats. She gripped the sides of the table, knowing if she moved, he might threaten to start the timer over on this round. Not something she could risk.

When the minute was over, the vibrator instantly pressed directly onto her clit again. Within twenty seconds she was on the brink. She did her best to think of things that weren’t sexy and barely made it through the minute without an orgasm.

“Last spanking with my hand, Ace. After this you get the hairbrush.”

“Yes, Sir. Let’s just get this over with,” she whimpered as she clenched her butt, knowing he was going to be lighting it on fire again momentarily.

Soon she was crying out, begging him to stop, but he continued her paddling until the timer beeped.

Once again, her clit was assaulted with high intensity vibrations and she begged him to stop.

“You sure you want me to stop? You’re only twenty seconds in, which means another forty seconds of spanking with my hand.”

She knew the orgasm would crash through her if he didn’t take the toy away soon.

“Please stop, Sir. I’m going to come.”

The sensation stopped and was immediately replaced with his hand peppering her backside. All thoughts of orgasm left her as her ass burned.

When the timer beeped, he gave her a few seconds to catch her breath.

“You’re doing well, Ace. Halfway there.”

She moaned when she felt the hairbrush touch her hot ass.

When the timer beeped again, it cracked against her burning skin. He went a little slower with the brush, but she still endured a good fifty swats with the wicked implement. Her arousal had definitely cooled some, and it wasn’t as much of a struggle to hold her orgasm back as her clit was lambasted with the vibrator.

When the sixty seconds were over, she begged him not to spank her anymore.

“Are you safe wording, Rylee?”

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