"You're wearing nothing." His voice would be a mix of shock and mischief but filled with dominance , and I would no doubt blush furiously as he reached around and grabbed my exposed breast pinching and teasing my nipples.

"Do you know what happens to girls when they're naughty?" he'd ask.

No"I moaned out.

They get real spanked"He'd say with his smooth velvet tone.

I moaned at the thought of him teaching me exactly how he liked it, of him dominating me, making me his. The mangled sound stirred me from my fantasy. I shifted in my seat again, trying to rub my thighs against my swollen clit.

Sometimes, I...