Little Light of Mine (Club Decadence) by Maddie Taylor Page B

at The Club.  Elena had been on pins and needles all day and hardly eaten anything due to her rebellious stomach.  Her nerves were frayed and she had the overwhelming craving for something to calm her down.  She had attended a Narcotics Anonymous meeting instead.  She was still looking for a sponsor locally but had committed herself to two or three NA meetings a week.  They were held at a church within walking distance of her apartment.  The facilitator was a kind older woman who had given her a few names, but Elena hadn’t gotten around to scheduling meetings yet.  As she paced and worried outside The Club, she found she was really regretting that decision right now.
    She entered the reserved private room and waited inside the door as instructed.  Of course, Dex was already there.  Dressed all in black, he stood next to a bondage table.  The soft lights in the room glinted off the natural golden highlights in his sandy brown hair and his light blue eyes glinted in the low lighting.    He was mouth wateringly handsome.  His muscular frame was tightly wrapped in a T-shirt and sinfully snug leather pants.  Even in the semi-dark room, she could tell he was aroused and for the first time in a very long while, Elena felt moisture begin to gather between her thighs. 
    “Good evening, Elena.  You’re late again.  Not the best way to start out our agreement, do you think?”
    “I’m sorry.  I got to The Club on time it’s just that…”
    “The reason doesn’t matter.  I’m sure you remember how I am about promptness.”  Grabbing a straight back chair he moved it to the center of the room and sat.  “We’ll take care of your correction before we begin the scene.  Remove you r panties, lift your skirt and take your place across my thighs.”
    Elena’s pussy clenched at those words.  She had dreamed about another spanking from Dex for two long years.  She walked quietly to his side, slid off her tiny thong and lifted the short leather skirt.  She felt his hand gently guiding her as she lowered herself face down across his firm thighs.  She sighed softly in contentment.  This felt so right; she had missed him so much.
    “I’m sure you remember the rules, but since it’s been a while I’ll give you a refresher.  Legs remain spread at all times.”  He paused.  After several moments passed where he said nothing else she got the hint and spread her legs wide as he liked.  “Do you remember why you do this?”  His hand came up and repositioned her further so that her ass and wide spread pussy were exactly where he wanted them.
    “So you can see my response to my punishment, Sir?”
    “Very good, I want to see your pussy’s response, specifically how wet you’re getting.  As to the other rules, feet on the floor, no kicking, hands in front.  No reaching back or trying to block me.  And as always, watch your mouth.  Crying and other noise is permissible, but no cursing or name-calling.  That will only earn you more.  You brought this on yourself by being late, so take it like the adult you are.”
    “Yes Sir-,” her response was cut short by the first resounding smack from his open palm.  It was soon followed by another and another.  Dex immediately set up a rapid staccato rhythm as he covered every inch of her rounded behind with sharp, stinging smacks.  Elena’s initial moans turned to yelps and cries for forgiveness.
    “I’m sorry, Sir.  I’ll do better, I promise.”
    “I’ve heard that before.  In future, you will arrive at least fifteen minutes in advance of our appointments and will be stripped and ready for our scene.”  He continued paying attention to her upper thighs as he spoke.  His goal was her acquiescence and when she lay limp and submissive across his lap, he knew he had achieved it.  He stopped, rubbing his large hand over the warm, inflamed cheeks.  “There’s a good sub.  Now we can get on to the purpose of our meeting, yeah?” 
    Assisting