The Museum (Dirty 1st Dates)

by Harley Laroux

all I could think of was how he would punish me if I kept teasing him. ...when I kept teasing him.

“I think red looks best across bratty girls’ asses, if I’m being honest,”

“I love seeing all the shades of red I can create - with my hand, with a paddle, with a belt. Their skin starts off as just light pink, then redder, then deep, blood red - and of course, by the time it’s that beautiful dark shade, the brat is making all those cute noises from how much it hurts, and begging me to forgive her…”

“Did you think that just because we’re in public, that I’d let you get away with being such a tease?”

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“You’d better keep yourself quiet, Ash,” he said. “Because I’m going to spank you right here, bent over this display case. You’re going to be walking around for the rest of the day with your ass burning, and maybe that will be a good reminder for you to obey.”

“Bend over a bit too far, and everyone will see how red your ass is. There won’t be a doubt in their minds that you’re just a naughty girl who needed to be spanked in order to behave.”

Fantasies of taking his clothes off and having his cock down my throat wouldn’t get out of my head.

“But I have kept you waiting, just because I like watching you squirm. I like watching your eyes widen every time I touch you, the way you try to walk with your legs a little closer together because your panties are wet. It’s so cute.”

"On your knees. Now."

"Is this what you want?" he said softly. "I've seen you staring down at my crotch all day." He leaned down, close to my face, and whispered, "You're a cock-hungry little whore, and you're finally going to get exactly what you want, aren't you?"

Up and down his hand moved, the motion hypnotizing.

“Such a needy little whore,” he taunted. “If I let you go, you’re going to have to prove to me that you deserve to have this cock inside you, got it? You better choke on it.”

was sure to gaze up at him as I sucked, my eyes wide, teary with the effort.

“Would my little cock whore like me to cum in her mouth?”

I wanted to gulp him down, swallow him up, savor every taste of him I could.

He gripped the hem of my skirt, using it as a handle to pull my ass back against him as he fucked me, and with his free hand he reached up and hooked those fingers labelled PAIN into my mouth.

“Your pussy is so fucking tight,” he moaned, his fingers pulling at my cheek so I was forced to look back at him. “How does that feel inside you, hm?” “Feels so...so good, Daddy,” I could barely speak, trying pathetically to form words around his fingers. “I want to…want to…cum…”