Confessions by Janice Collins Page A

leaned a bit forward so her breasts were right over his face, just a mere centimeter away from his reach.  If he stretched his neck a bit, he would be able to lick them. 
     
    Aria stayed in the same spot for some time as if testing his will to stay down as he had been wordlessly instructed.  Between that and feeling his cock rest against her ass, he wasn’t sure how long he would be able to hold out from doing something that would merit punishment.  She lowered her chest down and he felt her hard nipples touch the skin of his face.  Unable to resist, he opened his mouth and flicked one of her nipples with the tip of his tongue. 
     
    Aria immediately sat up and looked down at him in disappointment.  She pulled her hand back and a resonating slap landed on his cheek.  He stared up at her, completely dumbfounded. He hadn’t been expecting that at all.  She grabbed his face roughly and pulled it up, bringing her lips close to his with a threatening look in her eyes. 
     
    “I didn’t tell you that was allowed, did I?  You know what I think?  I think you did it on purpose.”
     
    “I didn’t,” he protested, “I just couldn’t resist.”
     
    No sooner had the words left his mouth than he felt two more slaps delivered to him in quick succession.  His cheek was a bright red and he felt the sting linger and spread.  He gulped and stared up at her, pressing his lips together tightly.  He should have known better than to protest what she said.  She swung her leg over to get off the bed and stand.  She walked into her closet and walked out with the same leather belt she had used on him last time. 
     
    He gulped and then he realized he was laying on his back and bound to the bedposts.  She couldn’t possibly do what she had last time unless she untied him.  She stood at the side of the bed and looked down at him, running the smooth leather between her fingers, smirk prominent on her pretty and usually innocent face. 
     
    She ran the belt up and down his thighs, looking at his legs as if debating whether or not this was suitable for her punishment. 
     
    “Hm,” she said before taking a step back.  She swung her arm back and Billy clenched his eyes shut as soon as he saw it move forward, feeling the belt lick his thighs almost immediately after.  He cried out at the pain knowing his skin must have turned fire engine red with just the one hit.  He wanted to open his eyes and see if she was swinging her arm back to deliver a second blow, but couldn’t muster up the courage to do it. 
     
    He heard the air catch as she swung it back and then brought it down again, this time a little lower than the first place she hit but with more force.  His body jumped and he cried out again, shocked at how hard she was able to hit him and how much it actually hurt.  She walked over to the other side and, without warning, delivered two blows on his other thigh in quick succession. 
     
    Billy was whimpering, pressing his face into his arm and trying to ignore the searing pain that seemed to be spreading across his skin.  He felt her warm hand press gently on the areas she had struck, giving him a tender massage.  Thinking it was over, the pain felt much worse when he was shocked by another hit.  The belt licked right in the softness of his inner thigh, sending a new jolt of pain through him.
     
    He had to keep his lips tightly pressed to avoid crying out. He suspected she would see whimpers of pain as insolence and deliver another round of punishment.  She ran her hand up his inner thigh, lingering over the part she had just hit, before he felt her hand wrapping around the shaft of his hard cock.  She gave it a squeeze before letting go and tapping his stomach. 
     
    “Are you finally starting to learn?”  She waited for his answer, but when he took too long to deliver it, he felt another lick of the belt on his legs. 
     
    “Yes, I am.” He said as he hissed through his teeth in pain.
     
    Aria