“Oh,” Alix said, then smiled back at me disarmingly. “I thought you liked them.”
“I do, they looked amazing on you. But, we can’t be romantic in public. As much as I’d have loved to have swept you into my arms and kissed you so many times while we were shopping tonight, we can’t. It would be disastrous,” I explained. “So please, for both of our sakes, remember the rule.”
Alix nodded, then looked up at me. “And you’ll punish me?”
I grinned, catching her drift. “Oh yes. Turn around.”
Alix turned to see the last piece of equipment in my playroom. Originally a preacher curl bench that came from a local gym, I’d reupholstered the cheap vinyl with oiled leather and had the chromed steel frame refurnished in black, and made a few other adjustments. “What is that for?”
I took Alix by the hand and led her over. The curved pad, which was supposed to support your arms, was just a little low, so I pulled the adjustment lever and raised it to the proper height. “You’re going to bend over this pad,” I said, indicating the curve which would support her hips and legs nicely, “and then grab onto the handle that is on the other side.”
Alix looked, seeing that I’d replaced the cupped bar holders with a single welded bar. “And then?”
“And then, my naughty little love, I’m going to spank you. You can let go of the bar at any time and halt the spanking there. No punishment for that.”
Alix looked at me, her lower lip trembling in a mix of desire and trepidation. “I’ve never been spanked before, by anyone. Even as a child.”
I smiled and stroked her cheek. “There’s a first time for everything. Now bend over and take the handle.”
Delight and desire filled me as Alix bent over the pad, wrapping her fingers around the smooth steel handle and taking a deep breath to calm herself. “Yes, Kade.”
I stood back, marveling at the sight in front of me. I had set the pad so that, in order to bend over the pad comfortably, Alix had to stand on her tip toes, which both made her long legs look even better than before but also raised her butt up slightly above her head. Her lingerie was pulled tight in the front, the thin fabric molding to her breasts and pulling high on her thighs, which were already almost totally exposed due to her height. The slip had a deep v-cut in the back and thin, almost invisible red straps. My cock, which had spent the past five minutes already at half mast, grew painfully hard inside my trousers. One of my fondest fantasies, and here it was in front of me.
“I’ll be gentle with the spanking tonight,” I assured her, running my hands up and down the exposed skin of her back. “And this slip, it’ll not be harmed in any way. I want you to make sure that this article of clothing stays pristine, special between us.”
“Yes, Kade,” she whispered, her fingers trembling on the bar.
“What’s your goal?” I asked, tracing the shape of her spine through her skin. I rubbed gently, massaging, and both of us chuckled when her spine let loose with a deep pop. “That sounded good.”
“It was,” Alix answered. “And my goal is to make you happy. So right now, that means to me taking all you want to give. And one other thing.”
“What’s that?” I asked, working my way down lower. I was nearly at the edge of the slip, and wanted to wait until she answered to move the fabric.
“To not come from your touch until you say I can,” she replied with a light gasp. “I’m so aroused right now I can barely think straight.”
I could smell it in the air, fueling my own desire, and I smiled. I ran my hand lower, over the slick fabric to the curve of Alix’s ass. She cried out lightly as I rubbed and massaged the delicious curve, her voice cutting off when I lifted the lower hem of the slip to expose her ass to the light. Barely tanned, perfectly shaped and toned, it was the finest thing I’d ever seen. She was wearing a ring-back string thong which disappeared between the two generous swells of her ass, but was in a matching red to the slip. “Matching set?”
“Yes, Kade.”
I slid my thumbs under the strings and pulled slowly, making sure to let Alix lift her hips up another fraction of an inch so that I could take her panties all the way off. Sniffing the sublime scent on the barely there front, I carried them over to the pegboard display and hung them on one of the hooks. Walking back slowly, I drank in the sight of Alix’s beautiful ass turned up toward me, her thighs parted just enough that I could see the coral pink lips of her * winking at me, gleaming with arousal even from across the room. I reached down and adjusted my cock, which was pressing so hard against my silk trousers it hurt. “I want you to count off as I spank, do you understand?”
“Yes, Kade,” Alix said, whimpering in lust as she felt me run my hands over her soft, tender flesh. “I understand.”