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Kat felt the subtle vibration against her hip before she actually heard the tone alerting her to a text message. She slid her cell phone from her pocket and swiped at the touch screen to view the message. One message from Des, she poked the screen gingerly to open the text. “Be here in 15” She mentally calculated how much time it would take her to get from the campus library to his apartment, figuring it to be about 7 minutes. She tucked her phone back in her pocket, shoved her notebook into her bag, and walked quickly to the restroom. Once inside, she dropped her bag on the counter and rummaged through it. She hurriedly discarded her baggy t-shirt and pulled a hot pink tank over her head, adjusting her full breasts to peak nicely above the neckline. Shoving her t-shirt into the bag, she pulled out her small make up bag and a hairbrush. Touching up her rosy pink lips, she debated briefly whether to leave her hair up or take it down. She pulled the big clip from her hair and shook out her long strawberry locks. She ran the brush through it just enough to tame it but leave a tousled look and returned the items to her bag. She rushed out of the library and into her car, she had used up about four of the 15 minutes, he had allowed her. She easily made it to his apartment within the 7 minutes she had figured, but she didn’t go right in. Instead, she checked her reflection, fiddled with the stereo dial, popped a piece of gum into her mouth, anything to kill those extra minutes. When it had been 16 minutes, she climbed out of her car and slowly made her way to his building. At 18 minutes, she stepped out of the elevator and the few paces to his door, tapping lightly on it. Des jerked the door open wearing just a towel around his waist. She ogled his toned upper body, slowly sweeping her gaze down to his waist. “You’re late!” he growled through clenched teeth. She defiantly popped her gum and shrugged her shoulders. “I was in the library when I got your message,” she said as she diverted her gaze obediently to the floor, feigning shame over the infraction. He’d caught the mischievous twinkle in her eyes before she’d lowered her gaze though and he knew she was hoping he would punish her. He grabbed both of her wrists with one hand and pulled her inside, slamming the door behind them. Keeping a firm grip, he raised her arms above her head as he pushed her against the wall, inspecting her from head to toe. He loved the way the black lace of her bra edged the pink tank across her full, heaving cleavage; and his eyes trailed further downward to her skimpy denim shorts and shapely almanbahis şikayet legs ending in a pair of simple white canvas shoes. Using his free hand, he held her hip and urged her to turn around and face the wall. She did so without objection, swaying her ass towards him a bit in a subtle tease. Her shorts hugged her curvy hips and ass perfectly and he grew instantly hard looking at her; but she had disobeyed him, and on purpose! He pressed her upper body firmly against the wall, holding her hips to him so that her plump little ass jutted out. She could feel his hard cock against her ass and felt her pussy hum eagerly. Then he stepped back, still holding her arms firmly above her head. His first swing landed with a resounding smack fully on her right cheek, followed quickly by another on the left. Her ass tingled and radiated the heat of his blow and she unwittingly thrust her ass toward him further as a gasp escaped her lips. “Is this what you wanted you insolent little slut?” he asked as he struck the next two blows, always careful to spank her evenly so as not to hurt her beyond her pleasure zone. She bit her full pink lip and shook her head no. Another two blows quickly followed by two more. He released her wrists and turned her to face him. Her lower lip trembled and she gazed downward submissively. “I’m sorry,” she whispered. He knew she wasn’t and shoved her back flat against the wall. Des bit her collarbone and whispered against her ear, “No you’re not.” Grabbing the shoulders of her tank, he roughly pulled them down to her waist, pinning her arms to her sides. Tugging each fleshy globe from its lacey cup, he slapped each one, her nipples instantly tightening into rock hard buds. Then he leaned in and nipped each one with his teeth, causing her to whimper and her damp panties to become soaked. Des wrapped a fist into Kat’s hair and forced her to her knees in front of him, using his free hand to drop his towel. He loved how her pretty, blue eyes always widened at the sight of his fully hard cock inches from her face. Kat could still feel the tingling in every spot he had touched her. She wanted to be naked, to spread herself before him, and let him take her in any way he pleased; but Des had left her clothes on, other than using her shirt as a makeshift restraint and freeing her tits from their lacey confinement. She kneeled there before him, her hair pulled tight in his grip, her lips slightly swollen from biting back her yelps as he spanked her ass; staring at his beautiful 8-inch shaft made her mouth water and her pussy clench and she swallowed almanbahis canlı casino hard in anticipation. She tried hard to hide her eagerness, but her pussy had grown so warm and lush with her desire and kneeling like this was pressing her denim shorts tight against her wet slit. He took a half a step closer, pressing the bulbous head of his cock against her lips. “Open,” he demanded and she parted her lips, the tip of her tongue darting over them. He pressed his manhood more firmly against the opening, tugging on her hair at the same time, causing her to open wider as he pressed the head past her teeth. She swirled her tongue over him, savoring the salty pre-cum already seeping onto her tongue. He reached down and slapped her tit, sending a shock of electricity straight through her core. “Not yet, open wider for me, my little slut.” She obeyed and Des slowly worked his cock all the way into her mouth and into her throat until she was gagging and tears threatened to spill down her cheeks. He began to stroke in and out, fucking her pretty, pink mouth “Now you may use your tongue, but I want you to look at me the whole time, don’t close your eyes.” Des could see the hunger in her eyes as she gazed up at him, her mouth full of cock. He knew her defiance had escaped her, and she was ready to submit and receive forgiveness; but he was not quite finished punishing her. He knew she loved it; he did too. Des could always easily get her wet and practically purring, but when he was rough with her, when he demanded and controlled the scene, her tight little pussy would literally drip with her sweet nectar. As he thrust into her willing mouth, he felt her tongue working over his shaft, sucking at the sensitive head as he pulled back, her groan a light vibration as he thrust back into her throat. Her eyes staring into his, threatened to close with each thrust, but she obeyed and kept them open. He scanned her body, noting her shorts had become darker between her legs and her pink manicured nails clung to the hem, gripping her shorts as he held her steady by only her hair. He thrust harder, watching intently as the goose bumps rose on her fleshy tits and her nipples puckered even tighter. He pulled his cock from her mouth and pulled her up enough to slap his cock on her hard, sensitive nipples; and she moaned. He had to change this up or he would cum soon and he wanted to draw this out. He gently released her hair and knelt down with her. Kat knelt there on the hardwood floor, arms pinned to her sides, her lips swollen and wet from stretching around his thick almanbahis casino cock, eyes watching him with that submissive hunger. He wondered at the beauty of it all for a moment, feeling his irritation with her disobedience start to slip away. He lowered his head and sucked a nipple into his mouth, flicking his tongue over the sensitive nub, squeezing and kneading her breast. With is other hand he unfastened her shorts, laying them open to reveal pink panties with a tiny black bow. Sliding his palm across her lower stomach, he slid his fingers beneath the lacy fabric. His middle finger slipped easily between her wet folds and found her clit, swollen between the puffy pink lips of her smooth shaven pussy. He stroked it briefly, feeling her tense immediately, and then relax. Her eyes closed and her head lolled back slightly. He kissed and licked her neck and ear, then whispered “uh uh, not yet,” as he pinched her pussy lips tight around her clit. Her eyes flew open and frustration creased her brow. He crushed her mouth with a deep, demanding kiss before standing up. “Take your shirt, shorts and shoes off” he said, lightly stroking his cock as he watched her scurry out of them. The pink and black panties turned out to be a thong of pink lace edged with black satin ribbon that disappeared between her sweet round ass cheeks and reappeared in another bow at the back slightly larger than the bow in the front. He walked away from her towards the sofa and sat down with his legs spread. “Crawl to me.” Kat wanted him so badly now, needed to feel him deep inside of her, needed to be allowed to let the floodgates open and her release wash over her. She did as he commanded and crawled slowly towards him, her ass swaying, and pussy lips sliding against her swollen, throbbing clit as she moved, her big tits hanging out of her bra, bouncing against each other. When she reached him, she sat back on her heels and folded her hands sweetly in her lap. In her mind, she was wishing he would hurry up and fuck her, or at least let her masturbate; but at the same time, she loved the tease of it all. She looked up at him, waiting for his next cue. He just sat there lightly stroking his cock, watching her watch him for a few moments. “Do you want it?” he asked. She eagerly nodded her head. “Use your words, kitten.” Her voice had grown husky, her tongue thick in her desire “Yes, please,” she murmured. “You know you have to speak clearly and tell me what you want.” She cleared her throat and tried again, “Yes, please I want your cock.” Des bit back a grin as her cheeks flushed. “Where do you want it?” he asked. He had never asked her to choose before and her mind raced. What did he want her to say? Was this a trick question? Did it even matter if it was? At worst, she would receive another spanking, but her tush was already tender from before.