Public Spanking

I climb onto the bench and get comfortable. It feels strange but he rubs my back and my bum and bends to whisper in my ear. The voices around about me start to recede and I focus on the closeness of his body. I can feel his warmth and that helps. He starts to spank me and the familiarity draws me to him. It is rhythmic at first but builds really quickly. I think he must be spurred on by the surroundings as he is much faster and much more aggressive with his strokes than usual. He checks in with me and asks if I can take more. I begin to relax into the pain and by the time that he tells that we have drawn a crowd who are watching, I am not concerned; I am in my own world, I am in our world.

Sinful Sunday