Excerpt:
… She pulled back, my muscles tensed from the anticipation of the hit. I was physically scared. I wanted to tell her not to do it. I wanted to run away, but I was bound to the bench in a room with nobody and completely at her mercy.
SMACK!
The hard wood paddle knocked me forward. Instantly a sharp pain ripped through my whole body. It hurt like hell. I clenched my eyes shut and grit my teeth as my bare ass flared red. I had never been spanked before, but there were something oddly naughty about it.
Just as the pain started to recede she reached forward and pulled my thong down my legs. A slight flutter of pain attacked my sensitive skin as the strap of my panties passed over my smacked ass…
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Not just my apartment felt deserted. The entire apartment complex, normally rampant with college students at this time, might as well have been a ghost town. Most of my fellow students went home for the holiday weekend, leaving just a handful of us that didn’t live close to home to keep an eye on things. I planned on relaxing and enjoying the peace and quiet while everyone was gone.
I plopped down on the couch in my favorite comfy sweats and old t-shirt when I heard footsteps outside heading up the concrete stairs. I guessed it was my overly friendly neighbor, she hadn’t left like most of our other neighbors.
I just wanted to be alone for a little while, eat my calorie loaded ice cream, and catch up on my guilty pleasure television with no roommates around. But I knew my neighbor, Becky, would want to see what I was up to. Probably beg me to go outside or, as terrible as it would be, ask me to do something other than curl up on the comfy couch.
Earlier in the week, we ran into each other on the stairs. She was heading out, I was heading in after working a long shift at my part time job.
“What are you doing Saturday night?” she asked in her typical perky tone.
“Nothing really,” I said. “It’ll be the only night this vacation that I don’t have to work so I’ll probably just stay in.”
I liked to go out with my girlfriends and hunt down guys—and girls—at the local college bars, just like any other girl my age. But if I had the apartment to myself, I wanted to enjoy the downtime.
“I’m going to that new place. Restrictions. Have you heard of it?” I didn’t know Becky well, but I already knew her well enough to know that she hated being alone. She never walked to class by herself, not to mention the random guys I saw coming and going from her apartment. I imagined she was the opposite of me. I actually liked time alone to think and wind down.
“I don’t know.” I muttered as I looked away. Too much of a wimp to cut to the chase and tell her I didn’t want to go.
She was friendly, something I had nothing against, but she wasn’t really from my group. It may sound snotty, but I hung out mostly with my sorority sisters. We weren’t some snobby stuck up group or anything, but we were friends and I was used to going out with only them. I didn’t think I would know anyone other than Becky at ‘Restrictions’ or whatever it was called.
“It’ll be fun. I’ll stop by Saturday night.” She said as she flicked a lock of her blonde hair out of her face.
I spent the rest of Thanksgiving break hoping that she would forget about it. I even thought about turning off my lights and hiding in my apartment. Like someone ashamed that they didn’t have candy to hand out on Halloween.
But the more I thought about it the more I realized that I was just acting silly, she wasn’t a stalker or anything like that and she was always nice. She just
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