Saving Little Amy (An Age Play Romance) by Becca Little Read Free Book Online Page B

here.”  He motioned for me again.
    I tried to swallow a lump building in my throat.  I had never been naked in front of a man before.  I fumbled with the fold around my breasts and took a deep breath.  I knew there was nothing special underneath the towel, at least not as far as he was concerned, but the thought of actually showing my naked to body to him made me quiver.  I closed my eyes and let it fall, expecting my whole world to come crashing down.  I knew from looking at other girls that my breasts were above average, and I had always kept myself in fairly good shape, despite having nobody to appreciate the hourglass my figure formed.  My nipples were hardened from the anticipation and the coldness which swept over me once I was naked.  I lifted my head and looked at him.  He eyes scanned me from head to toe and he nodded with a slight smile creeping up on the edge of his lips.  He moved a finger back and forth, summoning me to him once more.  I knew the few steps that separated us were going to be the hardest ones I had ever taken, but I had to take them.  If there was any future for us, I had to submit to him and accept the punishment I had earned for myself.  I finally forced my trembling knees to walk to him.
    “Do you understand why you are going to get a spanking?”  He asked as he looked up at me.
    “Yes sir.”  I said with a nod.
    “I do not tolerate bratty behavior.”  He took me by the wrist and guided me across his knee.
    “I know.”  I looked over my shoulder at him as he adjusted my bottom and placed his hand on it.
    “Eyes forward.”  He said and as soon as I looked away, I felt a hard smack on my bottom.
    “Oww!”  I lurched forward, but he held me in place.
    The thought of getting spanked and the actuality of feeling his hand on my bare bottom were two very different things.  I had romanticized it in my mind, but the reality was it really hurt.  His hand came down on my bottom rapidly, moving from one side to the other.  It only took a few well-placed smacks for my bottom to sting.  Each one that followed just amplified the effect.  I wasn’t being seduced, nor was I seducing him, I was being punished for what I had done wrong.  I had pictured myself lying across his lap and accepting it, but my body had different plans.  I jerked backwards and forward, squirmed around, and twisted to try and escape his wrath.  He was a lot stronger than me, so my efforts were futile.  He held my bottom in place, despite everything else I did, and each smack was landed with perfect accuracy.
    “Ouch, it hurts…”  I tried to wiggle myself free, but there was no way for me to escape.
    “You asked for this.  I warned you what would happen if you acted foolish.”  He pulled me tight against his abdomen and continued to spank my bare bottom.
    “Oww…”  I whimpered and whined.  “I know…”
    Fear engulfed me and I started to wonder exactly what I had gotten myself into.  My bottom stung and started to burn with each hard smack.  His hand was wide and covered most of one side each time it came down.  It moved so fast that I could barely focus on the agony from the previous one before that same punished flesh was once again bouncing against his palm.  I started to understand why his daughter was such a successful young woman.  If I had grown up with the reality of a spanking every time I misbehaved, I would have never even considered shoplifting.  I would have been a model citizen and probably volunteered at soup kitchens just to increase my good karma.  It started to sink in what I had truly missed in my life, not having a father, and having a mother who hardly paid attention to me.
    “Do you understand what happens to naughty brats under my roof now?”  He asked as his hand continued to fall.
    “Yes…”  I felt tears welling up in my eyes.
    “Yes what?”  He spanked me five times hard in the center of my bottom.
    “Yes sir!”  I practically screamed