Control (Adult M/f point of view switching exercise)



"I don't understand... I'm a grown woman-" But before I could finish my
sentence I was toppled over. I felt his open palm on my butt. My baby
blue panties felt like paper. A volley of slaps fell and all my
attention was on my bottom.  

                            *

She'd better understand. Her hipbone dug into my thigh. Her butt firm
and white seeping out from beneath her panties. I remembered her
high-heeled legs high in the air while I pounded my sex inside her,
ankles around my neck. She had promised me her self; to obey me
unconditionally. "Anything" I had asked. "Anything" she had answered

                            *

The tug-o-war over the remote, pouting her lips resolutely "No more TV"

"Give me the remote"

She tempted; her finger over the button... waiting for him to stop her.
His voice was serious.

"Give it to me, or you'll regret it"

She laughed and pressed the button. The TV clicked off.

"I won, I have the remote" It was over. He grabbed it from her hands and
soon she was examining the hard wood floor.

"Yes, but I have the control."

                            *

She wants me to do this. Shes testing me, seeing if I'm serious. I am
serious. I brought my hand down again and again. Her white skin was
starting to blush under my palm. I pulled her panties to her knees. She
kicked and writhed. I quickened my pace... "Not on the bare" she moaned
"It hurts" Was I brave enough to make her cry.
   
                            *

My ass was on fire, it felt like sunburn. Again and again he hit my
bouncing cheeks. There was no pattern, no loving caresses; Just rapid
fire on one cheek, and then a long hard slap across the other. All I
could see was red. "I would have given you the damn remote" I heard
myself saying. Still sassy.

                            *

"It's not about the remote, is it darling?" I continued with new vigor
on her already maroon cheeks. "Please stop!" "I don't think you've
gotten it yet." Her skin was starting to rise; so red. She broke down.
The tears came. Her legs stopped kicking. She dug her hands under the
cushion of the couch..." I should have obeyed you... I love you... I
broke my promise... I'm so sorry...." She said it more to herself then
to me.

                            *

The pain, stinging... oh god it hurts... I turned my head and managed to
see his eyes... they looked sad... I broke my promise... I'm so
sorry.... I wept into the cushion. The pain in my heart burned much
deeper then my ass.

                            *

Then he stopped. He helped her up off his knees and kissed her. He held
her to him. She kissed him back. "I'm so sorry I disobeyed you. I
promise to be a good girl" 

"Now let me see if you understand me" He patted her well-spanked ass,
and she flinched. He looked into her eyes and knew she understood.