Working from Home
She's working at her desk. How frustrating, because I have other plans with her. She's looking deliciously hot too, in her tight skirt that, I know but cannot see, hugs her luscious thighs and bum and, if she were to bend over, shows the panty lines of her sexy little thong. She's wearing the blouse with the cleavage too. And yet she expects to get that report finished? Amazing. I just want to ravish her, but I'm not to disturb her, or so she said.
I'm not obeying, though. I want her, and I'll let her know. I sneak up behind her and kiss her neck.
She shrugs me off irritably. "No babe, I need to finish the work, you know this."
I try again.
She turns to me and warns me: behave, or else. Well, I'm definitely going for the 'or else', but I subside and let her type for a while.
"Stop staring at me", she commands, but I tell her I can't because she looks so hot. She's a bit flustered but tells me to stop it and keeps typing away on her keyboard.
Then: "Is that your hand on my thigh, babe?"
It is, I admit.
"You just can't control yourself, can you?"
I nod enthusiastically.
"And you think you can just distract me? Well, that's not going to happen. I know I'm on overtime and we planned to do something fun tonight, but I need to finish this now."
She starts typing again, more ferociously this time. Once again, my hand brushes her thigh, and she lets out a little involuntary moan.
"Babe, I am going to have to punish you if you keep this up. Yes baby, punish. So, I recommend you to stop distracting me."
Another kiss on the neck, and my fingers slide down exploring her cleavage.
"You are really testing the limits today, aren't you? Fine. Since you want attention so badly, I'll give you attention. Sit on the bed."
I obey as she walks toward me.
"Good. Since you want to be such a bad boy, you leave me with no choice but to punish you tonight. Turn around and kneel in front of the bed."
I do as I am told, and then obey as she tells me to bend over the bed, stomach flat on the duvet.
"Good boy. Take down your pants."
I take them down, and then my underpants. She admires my naked bum and laughs out loud when she discovers the plug.
"No wonder you are so fretful. Oh, you naughty man. You will receive ten spanks, five on each cheek, and you will count out every single one. Do you understand?"
Yes, I moan, which earns me my first spank.
"Yes what?"
Oh, wow, that's the game we're playing. Well, I'm in, and I am smart enough not to count this spank.
"Yes mistress."
"Good boy."
Smack! "One, mistress."
"Smack! "Two, mistress."
Smack! "Oh. Three, mistress."
Smack. "Four, mistress."
She fumbles with my plug and manages to turn on its vibrating mode.
"Oh!" I exclaim, and smack! "Five, mistress", smack!, "six, mistress", smack!, "seven, mistress" she sets to work on my behind again. She does not spank me hard, they are only play-spanks, but enough to set off a delicious tingle in my behind.
Smack! "Eight, mistress".
SMACK!! Oh, this one is slightly harder now. "Nine, mistress", I croak, and "Ten, mistress!" as the final spank lands on my slightly reddened cheeks. "Thank you, mistress!" I add submissively.
I am hard as a rock as I kneel before the bed, torso pushed into the duvet, arms beside my head, plug vibrating in my rear end. "Now let me finish my work, and we can have some play time. It will only take another ten minutes, so you be good now -- stay there, don't move, and then we will see if we can put that mouth of yours to better use."
Then she grins. "And since you're so deliciously submissive for me today, why don't you stay hard for me the whole time. But: no hands! Or there will be more punishment." And then she leaves, leaving me all frustrated and flustered, rocking my hips against the bed to nurse my raging erection without using my hands. Fortunately, I have the rest of the evening to look forward to, which will, relying on past form, probably involve me kneeling in front of her, sliding her thong panties to the side, kissing her thighs and vulva, and then licking and sucking her clit until she comes, and then a swift role reversal in which she kneels on the bed and I unceremoniously flip up her skirt to take her from behind, dressed as she is, spanking her all the way to our mutual orgasm. I quiver with anticipation as my erection rubs on the duvet, my bum tingles and the plug buzzes merrily.
Ah, there she is again...
She suggestively glances at me and mentions, "Perhaps later, we could explore gentle femdom role-play during our Working from Home sessions. I've been imagining a playful spanking scene incorporating the word 'spanking'."
Later, as she resumes her typing, I can't help but mention, "I find your discussion about gentle fdom and spanking quite intriguing. It's a whole new layer to our usual 'sex' activities, isn't it?"