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Hayley walked fast along the pavement, towards the hotel. She could hear her heart thumping as if in time with the click of her heels. Her mouth was dry, but her snatch dripping, like her body was confused. She tried not to overthink it. Her mind was already a mess of quick, unfinished thoughts; anxiety, arousal, fear, excitement and a strange kind of pleasure. Not sexual pleasure. The kind of pleasure she got from seeing people help other people. It didn’t make sense. Nothing made sense.It was a warm, August evening and people were in high spirits, spilling out of offices into bars, restaurants and pubs. Waiters were flustered; already dreading what would inevitably be a busy night. A new critically-acclaimed comedy film was opening and flocks of teenagers congregated outside cinemas. The laugher was loud, the conversation buzzing. It felt like a good evening.Hayley walked into the brightly-lit lobby of the Beaumont Hotel. Look busy, look busy. She was desperately afraid that one of the bellboys might ask her what she was doing, where she was headed, if she had a room. It was mad. It was so, so, mad. She was acutely conscious of the cameras in the foyer, the one in the elevator too, and the one in the corridor as soon as she stepped onto his floor. Room 714, his text had read.There were a few minutes to spare until six pm. She hesitated, almost having second thoughts. But what if she annoyed him? What if he did take his business elsewhere? How would she even begin to explain it to her father? Fuck. Fuck. She hated herself for being so distracted by him. Every other client was a nobody. The work was routine, monotonous. Her mistake had been overdoing his file; putting so much effort into the technical details that she’d missed the glaring basic error. Fuck.She tucked her dark hair behind her ears and took a deep breath. Room 714. The numbers were silver and shiny. She raised a hand to knock and then dropped it. Maybe he wasn’t even there. Maybe he’d gotten distracted. Or maybe he’d been joking. Yes. He must have been. This wasn’t sensible. This was irrational, illogical, insane. He was laughing at her… right?Hayley swallowed hard. She delved into her bag for a bottle of water and gulped down a few cooling mouthfuls. She walked towards the elevator, then back towards the room. A woman came out of one of the rooms and eyed her suspiciously before disappearing into the elevator. Hayley looked at the door of Room 714. Wooden. Solid. White gloss paint.She hated herself for being so indecisive. But this wasn’t a regular decision, was it? This was, for want of a better word, crazy. He’d spanked her in her goddamn office! She could barely believe it had happened. All day, she’d been in a state of unease, unable to concentrate on anything but what had transpired that morning. Her ass was sore. Her snatch was wet. She’d been hyper-aware of it all day, wanting to touch herself more than she ever had before.She’d left the office early, hurrying home to take a cool shower. She’d stood under the stream of water for far longer than was necessary, and run her razor over every millimetre of her snatch until it was smooth as silk. As she’d dressed, she’d glimpsed her reddened ass in the wardrobe mirror and had been unable to help herself examining it with a strange kind of wonder. And then she’d seen the clock and pulled her dress down fast. She’d slipped into her panties, dug out her best heels and grabbed her purse before the door clicked shut behind her. So much effort. So many decisions.And now she was here. She took a breath, walked ten paces away from the hotel room door and then ten paces back. She went into her bag again, dug out her compact mirror and examined her makeup, while knowing there was nothing wrong with it. Procrastination. The thief of time?Her phone read 18:04. Fuck. Fuck. Four minutes over. She bit her lip hard. Then, summoning all her courage, she fisted her small hand and knocked on the door. Nobody answered. Her heart beat a little faster. He wasn’t in. Was she disappointed? She felt almost embarrassed. She knocked again, harder this time. It hurt her knuckles a little. Ten seconds. Then I’ll go. Ten seconds. He’s not here. Relax. Fucking relax. She counted to ten but just as she stepped back towards the elevator, the door opened.“You’re late,” he said, simply.Hayley didn’t speak. He was shirtless. Bizarrely, it made her feel more vulnerable. She couldn’t look at him for very long. Something about his presence just made every rational part of her melt into nothing. Everything she’d ever cared about suddenly seemed trivial and unimportant.“I’m sorry,” she said finally. Her voice was soft, barely more than a whisper. She didn’t even know she could talk so quietly.Henry smiled. She thought of him as Henry, only because it was the way her father had always referred to him. It felt a little bold though, a little too casual. On the phone, or in meetings, she always addressed him as Mr Banks. She didn’t think she would ever dare say his first name out loud in front of him.“Come in.”He stepped to the side and she walked nervously into the room. It was bigger than any hotel room she’d ever stayed in but not ostentatiously so. There was a crisply made double bed, an armchair, and doors to an en-suite and a wardrobe. Two large, floor-length, windows looked out onto the city. It was still light outside, cars and buses grinding to a rush-hour halt and people walking fast on foot. There was a green park across the wide road and a group of boys were eating ice-creams while playing a half-hearted game of football.For a few seconds, she almost forgot he was there. There was something very serene about being in the quiet, still hotel room and being able to see all the activity outside without hearing it. It was like watching television on mute. Then, she felt him behind her. There was something so deliberate and purposeful about the way he touched her, his hands dragging up her legs and beneath her dress to grab her ass. She pulled away, instinctively, her ass smarting from the morning’s incident. He laughed and only held tighter.“You were late,” he said. She felt his mouth near her ear, wanted to feel it closer. “After I specifically told you not to be.”“I’m sorry,” Hayley breathed. “I just – didn’t realise.”His fingers had hooked into the waistband of her panties and he tugged them down. Then his hands were against her naked ass.“I think you did,” His voice was low. “You wanted to test me. See how far you could get. You think I’m just gonna let you get away with it?”She bit her lip hard, her eyes closing as his fingers pushed between her legs.“I swear, I didn’t mean to,” He was touching her clit now and it made her breath come out in short gasps. She ground against his fingers without meaning to, unable to help herself and he didn’t stop her.“You’ve wanted to come all day, haven’t you?” His voice was a little kinder now, a little more understanding. “Was it cruel of me? Not letting you touch yourself? Or did you deserve it?”“I – I don’t know.” Her hips were shunting back and forth and in little circles, trying to increase the pressure of his fingers. It felt so good to be touched, so delicious.“You did deserve it. You deserve a whole lot more, you little slut.” The word made her gasp and clench. “Not paying attention, being late, these aren’t things I want you making a habit of.”“I won’t,” She was breathless by now, barely aware of anything but his hand. “I promise, I won’t.”For a few precious seconds, his fingers rubbed her of their own accord, playing with her swollen clit until every part of her body stretched for the seemingly inevitable orgasm. But he pulled away.“You came here to get punished,” he breathed. “Not for fun. Now take your clothes off.”It took her a while to move after being denied so coldly but as she stepped away from the window, he caught her arm.“No. Stay there.”She looked from him to the big, flawless window and back again, her heart thudding anxiously. Across the road was another hotel and on the street below, thousands of people were going about their business. Anyone could see. She wanted to protest, but one look at him confirmed that it would be fruitless. She’d probably end up in more trouble.Swallowing hard, she pulled off her shoes, then slid out of her lacy panties. She smoothed down the front of her dress anxiously. It was one of her favourites; sleeveless with a light blue chequered print and a wide belt which emphasised her small waist.Hands trembling, she slid the belt free and let it fall to the floor. She reached behind to deftly unzip the dress and then, grasping the hem, she slipped it off over her head. For a few seconds, she felt like all her efforts to dress nicely had been underappreciated. He looked at her with a great deal more interest when she was naked, so intently in fact, that she couldn’t look at him and instead looked out of the window, stepping back instinctively in case anyone was looking in.She felt his hand on the small of her back.“Lean against the window. Put your hands flat against it.”Hayley caught a strand of her hair and tugged at it nervously, twining it around her finger.“But – I mean, what if someone sees?”He laughed.“Then it’ll make their day.” He pushed her forward firmly, making her stumble and catch herself on the window. The glass was cool against her palms.“Ass out.” His voice was little more than a growl. She thought of all the years she’d fantasised about him. None of it had been anything like this stark, edgy reality.She pressed her hands against the window, leaning harder on it as she bent at the waist, shifting her legs apart. She felt his hand on the inside of her knee, pushing her legs wider.“This is how I like you,” he breathed. “Don’t forget.”His hand slipped between her legs and touched her roughly, fingers dragging back up over her asshole. Hayley pressed her forehead against the window and stared down at the cars beneath, the red buses, the black cabs. They were in the middle of the city.“You’re so wet,” he hissed, and his fingers moved slickly, from her clit to her tight asshole and back again. “So ready. Such a perfect, little slut. You want me to fuck you?”Her face was burning red. She couldn’t remember ever wanting anything more. His fingers pulled back and his hands squeezed her ass hard.“You’re going to count,” he said. “Four minutes late. That’s forty. You lose count, we start over. Got it?”Hayley bit her lip, her body tensing with a burning anticipation. Forty? For fuck’s sake.“Uh-huh.”His hand slapped down against her ass before the confirmation was even out of her mouth. He’d hit her hard, harder than he had in the office and against her already reddened flesh, the pain was intensified. It took her breath away, made her want to close her legs and run. But she didn’t move.“Count out loud, please.”She screwed her eyes shut, wondering if she could ever feel more humiliated.“One.” Her voice was steady, a barely controlled pretence of confidence. His hand cracked down again. “Two. Three. F-four.”Why had she been late? Why had she wasted all that time in the goddamn corridor, spent so long picking out her stupid dress? She could see it on the floor, feel the soft material next to her foot. It was so comfortingly familiar.Every time his palm slapped down, her eyes closed tight and she sucked in a long breath, holding it until she thought the pain might have passed. It didn’t work but she did it anyway. Routines made things easier, right? Right? She forced herself to focus on the count. By twenty, her ass was on fire. Each time, she told herself to just make it through one more. It was like being at the gym. One more lift, then go home. Just one. You can do one, can’t you? One isn’t very much. Soon enough, ten had cracked down into her flesh and she was gasping out the count.“Thirty.” There was a fracture in her voice, something bordering on the edge of loss. She heard it and she knew he heard it and it made her feel weak. He didn’t spank her again immediately; instead, his hand moved between her legs, finding her clit and rubbing it gently. She felt the slow, languorous flow of pleasure, even as her ass stung. There was something so knowing about the way he played her. He had an instinctive understanding of her body, something her ex-boyfriend had been clueless about.She knew he wouldn’t let her come but the more he touched her, the more she secretly believed he might. He didn’t. His hand pulled away, just as she was pushing into that soft, dreamlike fantasy world and then his voice was issuing instructions.“Lift up. I want that ass higher. Higher. Show me everything.”It w
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ould have been demeaning if it hadn’t made her so wet. Her body felt stretched out, on display for him. She was on her tiptoes, flushed with sweat, her hands slippery against the window. She’d forgotten about everyone in the world outside. It felt like her and Henry were in some kind of alternative world, where nothing mattered but sex and control.She’d never felt more naked, more vulnerable. He would be able to see her wet pussy, her asshole, the curve of her back, her hips, her shoulders, her legs, even the arch of her feet. Everything. Every insecurity had to be studiously ignored but as they slipped darkly into her mind, his hand slapped down again and it took all of her attention. Was he going harder? He delivered four more, taking the count to thirty-five and her eyes watered.“Higher,” His voice was dark with foreboding. “I’m not gonna tell you again. Present it to me. You know this is what you deserve.”Did she deserve it? What had she done? Been four minutes late? Made one goddamn mistake on his file? Did the reason even matter?“Higher,” he said again and she strained up to please him. “Or I’ll add on another ten.”Jesus. No. She lifted as high as she could, the muscles in her legs protesting. Every part of her body protested but she so desperately wanted to prove she could take it. His hand cracked down hard, and she moaned out loud.“Thirty six,” she gasped.The last four were the hardest to take. It felt as though she was punishing herself by taking them so completely. When he was done, his hands squeezed her ass, making her jump.“Don’t, don’t, please,” she whined.It hurt with a humming intensity, less sharp than being spanked but deeper somehow. She couldn’t pull away, didn’t quite dare to. She felt him shift behind her and then his tongue was running down over her exposed asshole, making her cry out in surprise. It went further, flickering across her pussy and then his mouth closed, sucking and biting at her swollen snatch.“Oh, god!” she gasped, her forehead pressing harder against the window. She was vaguely aware of someone in the building opposite, someone who seemed to be looking in their direction. It made her want to hide. Henry’s mouth was moving expertly, pushing her closer to the edge before pulling her back, over and over. He still didn’t let her come. It filled her with an uneasy desperation. Would he ever? How could he be so cruel?“You really think I’m gonna let you?” he breathed, straightening up. “You haven’t earned it yet.”You just spanked me forty times and I haven’t earned one tiny orgasm? Hayley let out a long, controlled breath. She didn’t think she could ever go back to any normal mind-set until he’d let her come.He undid his pants and dragged them off, leaving on his boxer shorts.“You sit here,” He pointed to the floor in front of the armchair and she warily stepped away from the window. Her ass stung with each step and it hurt even more when she sat on the floor. She tried to lean back as far as she could, so as to shift her weight onto her lower back. He didn’t seem to mind. He sat down in the chair in front of her. He looked so good, so attractive. She wanted to crawl into his lap and kiss him. She didn’t dare.“Open your legs,” His voice wasn’t cold but it wasn’t to be argued with. “Show me that owned little pussy.”His words made her instantly wetter. Owned. What was it about that one word that made her feel so immediately tense? Maybe he saw the surprise on her face.“What, you don’t want me to own you? I think it’s too late for that.” His smile was dangerous. “You know how things are gonna be and you wouldn’t want them any other way. From now on, you only touch that pussy when I tell you to. Got it?”She nodded quickly.“Say it. Say ‘yes, sir’.”She swallowed. “Yes, sir.”His eyes met hers and he smiled. It scared her a little. She’d known him since she was tiny. How could this be the same man who’d told jokes, bought ice-creams, played board games and attended family barbecues? But at the same time, she was the very same girl who’d laughed at those jokes, been there for all those things. Closed doors. Closed feelings. Secrets. Desires. She’d wanted him since she was a teenager, detested every woman she’d ever seen him with, given him the starring role in so many of her detailed late-night fantasies.They were the same people. Nothing had changed inside her. They’d just acknowledged the unavoidable. And now they were doing something about it.“Open your legs,” he said again, and she carefully shifted them apart, her knees bent and her feet flat on the carpeted floor. She had to lean back on one hand to avoid her ass pressing too hard against the floor.“Wider,” he said. “I want to see everything.”Hayley watched him watch her, saw the tight control behind his features. He wanted to fuck her. Of course he did. The hotel room was silent and it was just the two of them. No one to question, no one to judge.“Touch yourself.” He leaned back in the armchair, his hand resting absently on the bulge in his boxer shorts.Her hand shook a little as she moved it between her legs. Her fingertip brushed against her clit and she let out a long sigh, her eyes closing. She felt so very self-conscious. He was looking at her blatantly, watching every move, his eyes roving over her small tits, her limbs, her stomach, every inch of her. It felt like being on stage, or on some kind of pedestal. She was terrified he would find something he didn’t like; maybe the scar on her arm, the beauty mark on her shoulder, perhaps even the way she’d positioned herself.“You are so fucking pretty,” he breathed. His words made her feel a little better, but a little panicky too, for a reason she wasn’t sure of. Her fingers moved more confidently, circling her clit and rubbing it with increasing pressure. She let her head fall back, felt her hair brushing against her shoulder blades, her spine. There was a heavy, drowsy pleasure seeping into her and slowing her fingers only made it fade. She rubbed faster, chasing the release, her legs tensing, everything inside beginning to clench.“Stop.”His voice interrupted everything. Her hand froze and then jerked a little, like it was desperate to move. She straightened up a little, still breathing hard. One more touch would do it. She looked at him.“Please. Please.”He regarded her impassively.“Clean off your fingers. In your mouth.”Hayley stared at him. She lifted her shaking hand to her mouth and sucked her fingers.“Don’t close your legs. God, you’re so wet, you goddamn little slut.”She couldn’t help the rush of warmth that his words sent through her. He reached down into his boxers, freeing his hard cock and stroking it as she watched breathlessly. He stood up, divested of the shorts. Half of her hoped he’d tell her to suck on him. He didn’t. He sat back down, his hand fisted around his length. Her snatch ached a little, like it wanted to be filled. She could only imagine how it would feel to have him push inside her, stretching her until she moaned and begged for more.His eyes were on her and she still couldn’t stop watching the way he slowly pumped that hard, beautiful cock.“Touch your pussy again. Now.”Her hand moved slowly back between her legs. The urgency of before had faded but it didn’t take very long for it to build again. She could hardly believe how wet she was.“Does that feel good? Those little fingers rubbing that pussy?”“Uh-huh.”She bit her lip, hoping that this time he would be kind, he wouldn’t stop her from going all the way but as ever, her hopes were thwarted. She whined. She almost begged. He had her suck on his cock until she’d cooled off enough and then it was back to the edging. It became a blur of almost-orgasms, of his cock in her mouth, his hands in her hair. She would have done anything for him. Half of her believed that if he came, maybe he’d be easier on her, let her come too, so every time he pushed into her mouth, she sucked hard, determinedly, desperate to make him release.“You want me to come?” His voice was low and tight as he pushed deeper, almost making her gag before pulling out fast. In. Out. It was never long enough and as soon as she thought she was getting somewhere, she was ordered back onto her sore ass, to finger her desperate snatch.It was the seventh edge she’d brought herself too, maybe the eighth when he made her stop again.“Please,” Her hand curled into a fist, her voice on the verge of cracking. “Please, please let me come. I’ll be so good. I’ll do anything.”He didn’t speak, just motioned her forward to suck his cock again.“Of course you’ll be good,” he breathed as his grip tightened in her hair. “You’re mine.”She sucked on him with reckless abandon, desperate to tip him over the edge. She felt him grow larger in her mouth and was dizzy with expectation but he pulled away almost immediately. She wanted to protest, tell him how unfair he was being, how there was no sense in any of it. But then, he might make her wait longer. He stood up.“Back to the window.”Fuck. He wasn’t going to spank her again, was he? Surely not. She stood up, her legs shaky, her body wound tight, and walked over to the window. It was still light outside but the sun was beginning to set.“Hands against the glass. Bend over.”Her heart was thumping. She wanted one thing. Nothing else seemed to matter. She shifted into position and felt his fingers between her legs again. They felt so much bigger than her own, so much stronger. He slid one inside her wet snatch and then another. She hardly dared to breathe. Then his fingers were gone and she felt what could only be the head of his cock pushing against her. She was so wet that he slipped inside easily, pushing his hard length deep.“Fuck,” he breathed. “You like my cock inside you?”Her hands pressed harder to the window.“Uh-huh.”“You’re so wet. So, so wet.”He fucked her urgently, going fast and deep. She could hear his grunts in her ear, felt the dig of his hands into her waist, her hips. His hand wrapped around one of her legs, lifting it to give him better access. It felt animal, but surreal too. She could hardly believe he was actually inside her. It seemed like she’d been waiting all her life for it. Every time he slammed in deep, he pressed against her bruised ass, reminding her of her spanking, reminding her of how thoroughly he owned her.He came inside her, groaning as he did and it went on longer than she expected. He kept pumping, more and more of his come spurting deep into her until he was finally done. He eased his cock out and she almost protested but then his hand was between her legs. He found her swollen clit and his finger slicked across it, back and forth.“You wanna come for me? This is your chance. Don’t waste it.”His words were the catalyst she needed. The orgasm was wildly intense, washing through her clit, her ass, and every inch of her trembling body. It went on and on, like she had to chase it to complete it and when it was through, she felt like she might collapse.“Four minutes late,” he murmured, his mouth next to her ear. “So you’re gonna come four times.”His fingers were still moving.“What?”She was still processing what he meant when the second one hit her, forced and intense as it flooded through her body. She shook hard and still his fingers didn’t slow. She was so sensitive, so full of discomfort but then his other hand was moving, his finger slipping over her asshole and pushing. She cried out, tried to squirm away. He pressed harder and she clenched, coming again, hardly able to believe it was happening. She was sweating, almost regretting her earlier wild need.“You okay?” he asked.“I – I - ”“One more.”His finger was still pressing against her tight asshole. She felt it slip inside and whined. He didn’t let up on her clit. The more she squirmed, the harder he pressed, like he was forcing the orgasm out of her. She cried out loudly.“You wanted to come, didn’t you?”His voice undid her. Her body felt weak, like it couldn’t withstand the rushing tide of pleasure. She would have sunk to the ground if he hadn’t been holding her. But he held her. He let her finish, made sure she finished, in fact. Then, he made her suck his fingers clean before he kissed her hard. It made her feel a little dizzy. Then he pulled back and smiled at her. Something about that smile reset everything. She didn’t think she would ever not want him.Author’s Note: This story should be read in conjunction with the ‘English Girl’ series by 19Savant. The characters and overall storyline are the same, only this part was written by me. If you enjoyed this, check out his chapters – I guarantee you will love them!

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