Page 7 of Dr. Billionaire
He heard Jenna’s sharp intake of breath, then she smiled coyly. “Is this like a role play?”
“Do you think a spanking from me is going to sting quite a bit more than the few smacks on the ass you’ve gotten during sex before?” he asked, ignoring her question.
He watched several emotions play out on her face. First shock, then confusion, then a hint of what he could have sworn was lust before she settled on anger.
“What the fuck … you’re actually going to spank me? Don’t you think that’s a little much?” she said, her face flushed.
“You can pretend all you want. I can see the arousal soaking through your panties.”
Jenna blushed bright red. “Fuck you,” she said, though she made no attempt to pull away from him.
“Hmm,” Mark said thoughtfully. “That was on the agenda for later, but we’ll see how good of a girl you are for this part first.”
Hooking his thumbs in the waistband of her thong, he dragged it down slowly, taking his time to bare her as she squirmed in front of him. Once her panties were at mid-thigh, Mark took his time enjoying the view of her neatly trimmed mound before ordering firmly, “Spread your legs.”
She muttered something about being with a weirdo, but did as he asked, moving her legs apart just enough to hold her panties in place. Looking between her spread-open thighs, Mark could see a single, glistening strand of wetness stringing between them.
“That’s a very wet pussy,” he mused.
Jenna looked down between her thighs and then back up at Mark with an expression that told him even she was surprised at just how strongly her body was reacting to this turn of events.
“I still don’t think…” she trailed off as, without a word, Mark reached out and caught the string of arousal on his finger,eliciting a soft whimper from Jenna, before bringing his finger to her lips.
“Open,” he said, and she clamped her lips shut, shaking her head.
Reaching out with his other hand, Mark pinched one of her nipples roughly.
“Ow!” Jenna yelped, then her mouth turned down in an adorable pout before she opened it for his still-waiting finger.
“Good girl, you’re already learning,” Mark praised as he pressed his finger against her tongue, holding it still as she licked it clean. “Now it’s time for your spanking.”
Taking her by the arm, he led her to his right side and unceremoniously toppled her over his lap. She caught herself on the floor with her hands, and he raised his right knee to ensure her gorgeous ass was properly positioned. He took a moment to enjoy the view, staring down at her voluptuous cheeks, slightly parted to expose a hint of the tight little rosebud between them. He let his eyes wander down her long, toned legs and grinned as he saw her panties now crumpled at her feet.
Right where they belonged.
Returning his attention to her bottom, he rested his right hand there, patting lightly, and then wound his left arm around her waist, tugging her in close against him. “Tell me why you’re getting your bare bottom spanked, Jenna.”
“Because… I was wearing underwear?” he heard her say incredulously from the floor. Her voice had become higher-pitched now, almost child-like but still sassy, as if she weretrying her hardest to play along but still found this very ridiculous.
“You were trying to cover parts of your beautiful body when you weren’t allowed to,” he corrected her, and she let out a soft, whining sound as confirmation.
Mark raised his hand and brought it down right in the middle of her bottom, not overly hard but enough to sting. He followed up with a smack to her lower right cheek and then to her lower left.
Jenna bucked on his lap and her hand flew back to defend her naked behind. “Noo, that hurts!” she cried out.
Catching her hand, he pinned it to the small of her back. “This is a spanking, Jenna. It’s supposed to hurt. Now hold still or I’ll have to pin your legs, too.”
She didn’t respond, but whimpered and drummed her toes on the floor in protest.
“Why else are you getting a spanking?” he asked, landing two quick, firm swats.
“What? Ow! I don’t know! Because you like it?” Jenna squealed.
Mark moved the hand he’d just spanked her with to rest on the spot where her bottom met her thighs, directly over her pussy, then let his fingers drift between her thighs, grazing them over her dripping entrance.
She immediately clasped her legs tightly together, and Mark chuckled. “Am I the only one who appears to like it?”
Jenna said nothing in response. She just whined plaintively.
