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don't
want to come before I've had the chance to fuck you,” he says,
pulling me to my feet. I am quivering with anticipation, my pussy
flooding, dying to have him inside me. He leads me to the red velvet
table, and suddenly I am nervous.
    “ Bend
over, Iris, “ he says commandingly, “show me that lovely
little ass of yours.” His voice steadies me, and I comply. I
press myself against the velvet tabletop, feeling the soft fabric
against my breasts. There is a warm, musky aroma to the fabric.
Standing behind me, Evan runs his hands over my trembling backside,
trailing down between my cheeks, teasing my asshole with the lightest
of touches. I jump, but it is not altogether unpleasant. I hear him
chuckle.
    “ Not
today, my dear. But maybe one day soon.”
    I
blush, glad he can't see my face. But the idea doesn't repulse me.
His fingers continue their erotic path, stroking the lips of my
pussy, gliding through my wetness. I moan softly. He moves to touch
my clitoris again, and I let out another groan, feeling my desire
build even further. I am ready for him. But still he holds back.
Suddenly he steps away from the table, leaving me feeling abandoned.
    “ Evan?”
    “ Stay
there my lovely, I'll be right back.”

    I
have never felt so exposed, bent over with my ass in the air, my most
private place open and on display. I listen carefully to Evan's
footsteps as he approaches the table, craving his touch. But it is
not his hands that caress my backside.
It's something else, something leather by the feel of it as he trails
it over my skin. I go to twist around to look at the mysterious
object, but his hand is on my back, pushing me down into the table.
    “ Don't
move, lovely. You'll see what I've got for you in good time. Now tell
me, Iris, do you like being spanked?”
    I
suppose, given where we are, I should have expected something like
this, but it still takes me by surprise.
    “ I...uh,
I don't know...”
    “ Would
you like to find out?” The leather is stroking my skin now,
trailing over my buttocks and the back of my legs. I squirm, unable
to contain my arousal.
    “ Your
body says you do, Iris. But I need to hear you say it.”
    I
hesitate a beat, the sensible part of my brain once more fighting for
my attention. But my desire is in control now; logic seems to have no
place in this room.
    “ Yes.
Yes I would.” For a moment nothing happens. Then all of a
sudden I feel a sharp sting as the leather bites in to my sensitive
flesh. The pain takes my breath for a moment, but quickly fades to a
warm sensation that spreads over my skin. Evan trails the leather
over my back, bringing it round to my face so that I can see what
he's holding. It's his brown leather belt.
    “ Again?”
    “ Yes,”
I reply without thinking, and the belt comes down again, harder this
time, the pain transforming into an intense pleasure that
reverberates through me. Evan pauses, and I tense, scared of the pain
yet somehow desperate for more. There is a sharp crack as he takes
another stroke, and I cry out, pleasure coursing through me in the
midst of the pain. My pussy is aching with arousal, and I cannot stay
still, desperately rubbing myself against the soft fabric of the
table as Evan continues to spank me. He pauses and rubs the palm of
his hand over my stinging skin, before slipping his fingers into my
dripping cunt. I moan louder, relishing the feeling of being filled
even as he brings the belt down again.
    “ You
look so damn hot right now Iris,”” he says, “you
have no fucking idea.”

    Then
I hear the belt hit the floor, and Evan's fingers are gone, replaced
with the tip of his swollen cock. He teases me, rubbing himself
against the entrance to my pussy until I think I will go mad with
desire. I want to scream at him, to beg him to fuck me, but I can't
find the words. Finally, agonizingly slowly, he eases himself inside
me. He is larger than any man I've ever been with, and I groan with
pleasure as he stretches me open. He