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Your choice for T was NO! Don’t break it off.

He was still looking at the floor when he said, “Aralyn, I just don’t know how to handle this information. It’s a lot to take in.”

“I know,” she said. She approached Sevy and took his hands in hers. “Don’t let this change anything between us. I’m the same person you knew before I told you about my past. It’s my past. That’s all, just my past.”

He nodded, but he didn’t look up at her. “Okay,” he said, and his eyes finally met hers.

“Okay?” she asked.

“Okay,” he confirmed. “It’s your past. We all have skeletons in our closets.”

She smiled and a whoosh of air she hadn’t realized she had been holding rushed out of her. “Of course we do.” Her smile turned to a grin as she looked at him.

“Get on your knees?” he said, but it was more of a question than a directive. Aralyn gladly dropped to her knees in front of him, and their awkward conversation was over. “I want to feel your mouth on my cock desperately. And then I want to spank you.”

She felt her pussy spasm at the thought of all of that. Things were fine, her secret had been revealed, and even though it could have gone better, it also could have been much, much worse. She pressed her lips up against his cock and pushed it into the back of her throat. She fought not to gag and managed to keep herself under control. She began to move back and forth, rocking her body so that his cock slid in and out, always moving back onto his cock when he got close to leaving her mouth completely.

He groaned and bucked his hips. Before he was ready to cum, he pulled back abruptly at just the right moment so that he slipped completely out of her mouth. Her stomach lurched because she knew that meant he was ready to put her over that spanking bench and spank her.

“That was so good,” he told her. “Are you ready to be spanked?”

“Yes,” she breathed out, her voice barely audible. “Yes, please, Sir,” she amended, and she stood up.

“Lay yourself across the bench,” he said. Aralyn saw that there were numerous straps and ways to restrain her to the bench, but he didn’t make a move to use any of those things. Instead, he slid one hand gently over her smooth ass, caressing it gently. But she knew what was coming. She knew that any moment, the gentle caress was going to turn into a harsh smack. Just as she had known it would, it did. His hand left her ass and came down sharply on her tender flesh. She squealed at the first slap but managed to bite back the noise for the second one. After that, she had better control, breathing deeply, her body tense.

After a few strikes on each ass cheek, her body started to relax into the spanking. It wasn’t so bad. She could handle it. But as soon as her body had visibly relaxed, he hit harder, bringing her out of the relaxed state she had managed to achieve. She writhed on the bench with the next set of smacks, feeling the pressure in her pussy tighten. She was so turned on by this, but it was starting to hurt. She loved the loss of her control over the situation, but then again, she had ultimate control. She could use her safe word anytime, and the whole scene would stop. But should she?

Should Aralyn use her safe word to stop the scene?

Use her safeword OR Not

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