Chapter 655

Becks sobbed, and you hesitated for a moment because you weren’t sure if you’d gone too far.

She sucked in a wavering breath through her lips and then turned to look over her shoulder at you, and when she saw the look of concern on your face she said, “God, don’t stop, John.”

You gave her another hard spanking with the flexible leather paddle. It was, in your opinion, more of a silly novelty item than a sex toy, but it seemed to be doing the job in giving Becks the rough, punishing spanking she wanted. It didn’t transfer ‘JUICY!’ onto her ass like Sabrina had hoped it would, but you’d warned your girlfriend that it likely wouldn’t.

Her other cheek got paddled again as well, the meaty snap of the clap between leather and her skin somehow both dull and sharp at the same time. She exhaled again, this time in a wavering moan.

Becks’ natural skin tone was a deep tan or a light mocha. You knew that, before she’d fallen into things with you, Gemma and Sabrina, she’d almost entirely dated black guys, but it had never actually come up what ethnicity, or mix of ethnicities, she actually descended from. You could just as easily see her having Puerto Rican, Latina, Black, or even Native American mixed into her background. Whatever parts were making up her genetic code, it was a blessed batch because she was gorgeous and well-endowed in all the right places. The way her tanned, warm-hued skin flushed under a spanking was unique to your experience with women so far.

She didn’t really turn pink. The flush of warmth to a location when you spanked Sabrina was rosy and bright, almost blasting a declaration, and with Gemma, it was more a rosy red that faded quicker than on a paler partner. Tasha was somewhere between the two of them, her ass catching and holding a warmth fairly quickly, but it also faded away faster than Sabrina.

Becks’ ass was hot as you massaged the spot you’d just spanked, but it barely flushed at all. There was a slight rosy hue after almost ten minutes of consistent spanking - requested by her - but nowhere near the flush that Sabrina got after only a few, or Tasha was already sporting almost incidentally.

What her ass did do was almost stiffen. Not stiff as in solid, but it was like her glutes and bubbly butt cheeks were bracing with each spank, which somehow made them even more ... bouncy.

Every spank of the paddle made her ass bounce in the most amazing fucking ways.

“Are you a naughty, naughty secretary?” Sabrina asked Becks with a wicked grin. She’d sat herself perched on the back of the couch right in front of Becks where she was bent over, sometimes whispering nasty things in her ear, sometimes playing with her hair or her dangling tits, and once in a while pulling Becks face down to prompt her to give Sabrina’s pussy a few licks.

“So naughty,” Becks panted, and then jolted as you brought the paddle down on her other ass cheek again.