Spanking story

"Good, but you should give replies straight away." Then he delivered more hard smacks across my scantily clad bottom as punishment.

After another dozen or so spanks, with me squirming and crying for him to let me go, the pain started to be replaced by a warm glow as though my bum was in front of a fire. The slaps came regularly and stung then the burn would follow. I found my yelling had turned into a moan and realised I was becoming quite aroused.

I was startled when I heard Billy say, “I think you’re ready for my belt now.”

The tone of his voice was quite threatening and I listened to him in buckle his belt. I didn’t move, I stayed bend over with my red arse cheeks on display. I found myself wondering if his cock was hard? Did he want to fuck me? I felt myself starting to get damp between my legs at the thought of this old man fucking me. I mean I hardly knew him and I was bent over my kitchen table with my skirt pulled up letting him spank me!