It was her very first time. She finally had the courage to follow out her fantasy. She had secretly wanted to be spanked as an adult. She had read how cathartic one could feel. She was afraid to ask her fiancee,“Mr. Control Freak.” It was her own fault, she was demure and her parents arranged their relationship. They called it destiny. Never allowed to speak her mind, nor do as she pleased, she decided for once, she would follow her own heart.
She had secretly arranged their meeting through her work e-mail as not to get caught. Online she was a different person, not shy at all. She felt free, not judged…nor controlled.
She had stopped along the way to change from her reserved work clothes. She wore a dress and a thong as he requested. She knew she’d freeze and lose all courage if she had to undress whatsoever. As she approached the door she felt the warmth on her back, hesitating a moment, she hiked part of her dress just a little to let the sun shine on her fair skin. As it began to burn, she tried to imagine the heat she'd soon feel by his hand against her backside. She smiled and knocked on the door.
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