#SatSpanks - Logan Spanks Addison for Disobeying

Hi, Spanko freaks. Thanks for visiting Dark, Dirty & Delicious on this grand Saturday for Spank. I'm sharing another snippet from Sorority Pledge 4: Kinky Fiend in Ties. If you've been following, Logan has been giving Addison a heap load of funishment for not dressing him like he asked, and instead, going to town on his hot, hard bits because they're, well, right there for devouring when she's on her knees before him sliding on his underwear.

Because of Spank or Treat posts can be a little longer today. Thank goodness because this spanking is so much hotter when you can see the juxtaposition of sterness and sweetness in one shot rather than split up. I was wondering how I could best break this up, but then we got permission to have longer posts. And I won't even get spanked for it!


EXCERPT

“Yes, Sir. I deserve it. Please punish me with the belt.” I closed my eyes and smiled.

“You are so eager. You shouldn’t be. I’m gonna wipe that fucking silly smile off your face, frisky kitten.” He stood there and left me waiting on the mound of fluff for several minutes. My body fell under a constant shiver, and I started rushing out each breath through my nostrils, waiting for that first strike of agony. I licked my dry lips. I had no clue when it was coming and was surprised when the belt finally swung onto my flesh with a painful crack.

“I—Aaahhhh.” Fire singed my ass when leather zapped across both cheeks. Tears pricked my eyes and the sticky sting snatched my breath. Fuck. Hard was an understatement. “Aahh ah, one, Sir,” I sobbed. I coughed and choked down saliva as I fought the urge to reach back with both hands and rub peace back into my globes. I launched up, taking my feet off the floor, twisted my body and kicked my legs. “Ow, ow.”

“Yeah, that’s right. Even for a spanko like you, this won’t be a fun ride. Searing licks is what you deserve. I know how to inflict the right message. I know just how much to amp up to steal your pleasure, to make you hurt and cry and regret.” He swooped through the air again, and my warbled shout filled the room upon impact.

“Aaaahhh—ffff—two, Sir.”

I was blubbering like a wimpy fool.

“Uuhhh, yes, be pretty for me, sweet thing. So hot.”

He plastered another stripe across my upper thighs and I wasn’t expecting the placement there. My “Three, Sir,” came out all shrill and ugly.

I was glad this was only six, because each of the next three felt like further descents into levels of hell. When he was finished and I coughed out, “Six, Sir,” I curled up into a ball and cried. He let me grab my bottom and rub it. “Thank you for punishing me, Sir.”

He joined me on the bed and stroked my hair and back with the cotton ball fingers. “Stop being a bad girl. I don’t want to be punishing you all the time. Rewards are where it’s at. I wanted to watch you writhe and come tonight, hopefully with a new toy from the store, and now, after our spree, I’ll have to send you back to your bed unsatisfied. That’s not how I pictured our evening at all.”

“I’m sorry, Sir. You’re just so hot and irresistible.”

He laughed and cupped my chin in his hand and pulled my head to face him. “What am I going to do with you, pet? You just can’t help the naughty. I should’ve figured as much when you showed up at my door dressed like a devil and kicked dirt in the Quad because you weren’t getting any fucking commands. Are you going to obey me next time and do what I ask?”

“I certainly hope so.”

He was silent and his gaze hardened to steel.

“Yes, Sir.”

“You asked me for that and handed me the belt, but you know you can safeword when I call it, don’t you? Anytime we’re physical, not just when we’re in a scene. You always have choices. We’re not in a DD relationship, so I don’t have to whack you to get my point across. If you’re not in the mood, say so, and I’ll pick another way to set you straight.” He kissed my forehead and slid his raking fingers down my hairline.

“I know. I’m fine with everything you’re doing. I love being yours.”

“But it is fun. I love your reactions. Even when in pain, extreme pain, sobbing your eyes out, you’re still loving every minute of it.” 

“I know. I’m warped.”

“My little maso freak. I can’t wait to make you high on a slow build of pain that flips to unspeakable pleasure, kind of like your pose time during the Boys game, only better, and stronger, and delivered by my hand.”

“Mmm, that sounds nice.”

He kissed the top of head, pulled me into his arms and caressed me for several minutes. “Be a good kitten, please. Be my good girl.” Soft kisses covered my cheek and drifted back into my hair, forging a trail of sweet, sugary dots.

“I will.”

After rubbing the lovely, cooling cream on my bottom and massaging me for several minutes, all the while giving me ear candy, he asked, “Now, Miss Montgomery. There’s still the matter of my attire. Do you think you can manage that appropriately?”

“Yes, Sir.”

Have fun getting your spanks and treats. They're both one in the same as far as I'm concerned.