What Did I Do?

I walk into the bedroom, glad to be home after a long day of work. You're sitting on the bed, looking pissed. I'm surprised to see you there since I didn't think you'd be home yet. I smile and start to walk towards you. "Hi honey, how was your day?"

The angry look on your face stops me in my tracks. I can tell you had a bad day, and I start to think about what I can do to make you feel better. Nice dinner, bottle of wine, massage, a blowjob....from your expression I'm thinking you might need all the above. I open my mouth to suggest we go out for dinner but you cut me off.

"Come here," you growl. I go to you, expecting you need a hug. Instead you grab me by the arm and pull me over your lap. Out of instinct I struggle against you as you lift the back of my short skirt. It was a warm day so I didn't wear any stockings. The only thing covering my ass is the little bit of red mesh that is my panties. I go still as your hand spanks me, surprised into submission.

A couple of more smacks on my ass wakes me out of my stupor as the stinging starts. You've never spanked me out of anger before. Usually the punishment is playful and it's my idea. Today you're taking your anger out on me, and it scares me a little. I try to cover my ass with my hands so we can talk about this. You roughly grab both my wrists with your left hand and hold them out in front of me. Your right hand keeps spanking my ass, pinning me to your lap.

Suddenly you stop. I breathe a sigh of relief, trying to ignore the throbbing. I feel your fingernails scratching my tender flesh. The light touch normally wouldn't bother me, but the spanking left me so sensitive that I gasp. I hear you chuckle. Then you plunge two fingers inside my pussy. We are both surprised by how wet I am as your fingers slide in easily. I moan as you slide them back out. Without warning you unleash a flurry of slaps on my ass. It's almost as if you are angry that I am wet, that even though I am frightened and unsure about what is happening I am still excited. I cry out as you punish me, hardly able to catch my breath.

You take a break, and I turn my head to look up at you. "What do you want from me," I plead, the tears forming in my eyes. You think for a minute, then tell me to stand up. I struggle to compose myself as I pull my skirt back down and stand before you. "Strip," you command. Not sure what else to do, I obey.

My fingers shake as I unbutton my shirt and peel it off my shoulders. I reach around behind me and unzip my skirt and drop it to the floor. I'm left wearing my red mesh bra and matching bikini, along with my black patent leather heels. Stripper shoes, you've joked in the past. I pause, unsure if you want me naked or not. "Loose the underwear, keep the shoes." I search your face to see if you are serious. You are. I unhook the front closure of my bra and my breasts spill out as I drop the bra to the floor. Finally I hook my thumbs under the sides of my panties and slide them down over my hips and past my heels. I straighten up and stand before you completely naked and vulnerable.

You don't say anything, just gesture me to come closer. I do, expecting that I have to undress you now. I get right in front of you and you reach up towards my chest. I think you are going to caress me. Instead you open your hand and slap my left breast. Again I gasp, surprised by you. You slap it again, watching it swing as it reddens. I start to back away. You reach out with your other hand and squeeze my right nipple hard. If I try to pull away it hurts even more, so I have no choice but to stand there and let you spank my tits. I moan as you work them, slapping and pinching me until I can barely stand. Finally you stop.

"I'll tell you what I want from you," you say as you stand up and start unbuttoning your pants. "I want to take you up the ass. Get on all fours." You jerk your head towards the bed. I hesitate for a moment. All the anal play we've done before has been gentle and easy, taking our time to make it as comfortable as possible. I can tell today you are in no mood to be gentle, and that scares me. You pull your belt out of the loops and swing it at me. It snaps against my upper thigh, leaving a welt behind. That's all the motivation I need. I climb onto the bed onto my hands and knees, ass up in the air. I bury my face in the pillow and wait to see how this plays out.

I feel you settle on the bed behind me. I hear you unzip your fly and take your cock out. You aren't even going to bother getting undressed for this. You grab the bottle of lube from the bedside table and I'm grateful that you at least aren't going to try to take me dry. I feel a couple of cold drops on my asshole, which makes it tighten up. You spread a little on yourself. Then I feel the head of your cock nudging against my back door.

I exhale as the tip gains entry inside me. The familiar feelings of pain and pleasure mix as I try to relax so I can take you fully. However, you aren't going as slow as you usually do, and I can feel your entire length filling me up quickly. The pain becomes intense as you try to push further inside me and I tense up. You pull almost all the way out, the pain receding until you push back into me. You are getting frustrated that I'm too tight for you to fuck me as hard as you want, so you start spanking my ass as you thrust into it. I can't hold myself up anymore. I have to support myself with my elbows, my cries muffled by the pillow. My breasts are rubbing against the comforter as you push into me. They are still sensitive from earlier and the way they feel against the material excites me. I'm widening out from all of your thrusting so it's finally getting easier for you to fuck me hard.

You lean down and growl in my ear, "Play with yourself while I take you." I reach down and find my clit. It's very wet from all my juices running out. I try to wipe it off the best I can so that I have enough friction on it to come. I rub myself, causing my muscles to clench around your cock making it tight again. You don't slow down. You just keep pushing into me, occasionally smacking my ass as you pump it. I'm rubbing my clit fast and hard, feeling my orgasm build. So many sensations at once; it's almost too much as I feel myself climbing. By my moans and cries you can tell I'm close so you keep fucking my ass in the same rhythm, pulling my hips onto you. Finally it breaks as my muscles contract and I'm screaming into the pillow, unaware of what I'm saying, only focused on the intensity of the orgasm. The pulsing of my ass on your cock takes you over the edge as you come, pounding into my quivering ass, shooting your come deep inside me as you cry out in pleasure. Finally your thrusts stop as you finish. You pause for a second and then pull out of me as I gasp one last time and collapse onto the bed. I hear you zip your pants back up and head towards the door. I turn my head to watch you leave. You look less angry now. You stop in the doorway and look back at me. "When you're up to it," you say, "clean yourself up and I'll take you to dinner." I guess that's my reward for being punished.