Using her own juices, he lubricated her clit and rubbed in slow circles around it. Alex began to breathe hard, grunting as he thrust a finger inside her. Jesus, she was going to come! She started to close her knees but remembered his admonition to keep her legs spread. Shit, this was harder than she thought. All at once the warm, melting pleasure he was wresting from her was replaced with a stinging pain as his hand came down hard against her spread, defenseless cunt. “Ow!” Alex screamed reflexively. Again she nearly shut her legs but somehow managed not to. He smacked her three more times in rapid succession, each blow harder than the last. Alex squeezed her eyes shut, biting her lips to keep from squealing again. Suddenly the hard palm was again replaced with soft fingertips expertly swirling over her sensitive flesh. The sensation was heightened, her pussy still pulsing and tingling from his palm. They were in the playroom, the stool placed in the center of the room, Alex’s head leaning back toward the mirrored wall.
