Which is it?

Pleased or Punished?

I got grabbed an pulled down hard. I landed with my ribs and stomach on hard thighs. I think that I bruised some ribs when I came down on your lap. The arm across my back didn't help any. Wiggling just made it worse, not anymore comfortable. The fabric of my shirt was already tight anyway, the position made it more uncomfortable when it was stretched against your legs. I can't stand my clothes like that.

Your let up so you could press your hand down between my shoulder blades. Your other hand moved to my hip to adjust me for your comfort. Glad I could accommodate. It starts to move from my him over my ass grazing along the outside of my pants, molding to the curve. It covers every bit of the area on both cheeks before it slides between my legs. When I try to jerk free the hand between my thighs cinches down on my pussy so hard and starts to rub. I don't care how good it feels, I don't want to be handled like this.

I'm trying to make it look like I'm uncomfortable when a short tap hits my ass like a warning shot. I'm not real sure how serious you were with that slap but I'd rather not push it and find out. Apparently there wasn't a need to provoke it on my part because after the short pause another hit with more force. Heat and pain was present on my ass cheek. I almost wish that I wasn't wearing pants. It just intensified the pain. Your hand trying to sooth the spot again didn't help at all.

I was so confused by what was happening. I wanted to scream for some reason when you ripped my pants down and off my ass. I didn't mean to panic but I had to get away. One hand still in the middle of my back and the other gripping my thigh just under my ass cheek kept me pinned. It was so hard to breath pressed to your leg. My chest still hurt.

I couldn't relax even when your hand was skimming my bare ass. There are never any panties to get in your way. I still couldn't think of why you were doing this. I didn't do anything or anger you. You would alternate between skimming with your finger tips or your whole palm. Your palm scared me the most. And I tried to feel good when you went between my legs but I was still edgy. I guess part of me liked it because I was starting to get wet. My body loves you no matter what.

I don't know how I knew you were going to spank me again. But I shrieked before it even struck. I could feel you hard against the side of me. You always said you were going to make me cry one of theses days I just didn't expect it to be so soon. I start to well up more with every stroke more out of anger than pain.

And it is starting to get wetter. The last time I flinched against your leg it rubbed just right to add pleasure. God it helped so much having something to grind against while my ass was abused.

I'm not sure if you took pity or me getting off because of it interested you more but I about screamed when you jammed two fingers into me and found my g spot. You pushing down and rubbing on that spot inside me had me bucking and gripping your leg. Its so hard to find something to ground myself to with that kind of pleasure. I was so close!

That fucking phone rang.

You kicked me off your lap and dug it out of you pocket. I couldn't believe it. I was laying sprawled on the floor when you rolled me over with the toe of your shoe and winked at me before walking off and answering your phone.