Page 32 of Yes, Doctor

His praise helped her, even though she didn’t know how one could be spanked well.

He brought the belt down one last time, a little harder.

Tears sprang to her eyes and she bit her lip, trying to recover her voice.“Five,” she said, her voice wobbling.

He dropped the belt and stroked his large hand up and down the length of her arched back.“Very good, Chloe.”He leaned over and gripped her hair, putting his mouth by her ear.“I love it when you obey me.”

Those words should not turn her on, but clearly they did, the fire on her backside eclipsed by the one in her center core, her body trembling to be fully taken by him.If she’d had any concern about his stamina as an older man, it disappeared when she caught sight of his cock, fully erect once more.She gave a pleading bray, hollowing her back to offer her pussy to him.

He brought his fingers to her sex, sliding them over her wet folds.“I know,” he said softly.“You’re ready for your reward.”

“Ohhh,” she moaned, letting him know he was definitely on the right track.

His finger stroked along her opening seemingly without agenda, despite the urgency she felt.

“Please?”she tried.

“Please what?”

“Please fuck me, doctor?”

He gripped her hair again, lifting her head.“I love it when you talk dirty, little slut.”

She shuddered at his use of the term, which normally she would consider an insult.Somehow, in this situation it came as the highest praise.Her pussy gushed in response, her insides quivering as much as her legs, her ass still toasty from his delicious display of dominance.“Please?”she asked again.

“Yes,” he drawled.“Tonight I will indulge you.Sometimes I will make you work harder for it.”

She lifted her head.“A blowjob and a whipping aren’t considered work?”

He slapped her ass.“Do not get sassy, or you will be kneeling in the corner with a vibrator up your ass until I decide it’s time for you to come,” he said sharply.

“Ooh.”She couldn’t even pretend not to love that idea.

He chuckled.“I can think of a number of embarrassing medical procedures I could subject you to, as well.”

She didn’t have a chance to consider what he might mean because he chose that moment to push into her.Her pussy took him in like a long lost friend, stretching wide to accommodate his girth, hungry for his full length.“Oh yes,please,” she whispered.

He kept his fist in her hair, lifting her head again.“Look at yourself,” he commanded as his hips bumped hers.

She opened her eyes to see her breasts swaying with the movement, her face already twisted into the expression of desperate desire that precedes orgasm.She squeezed her lids closed again, embarrassed.

“Open your eyes,” he commanded.

This time she looked for him, found the handsome planes of his face set with the same dark passion, the chiseled muscles of his chest straining.He slammed into her harder, his balls slapping against her clit, sending her careening over the edge with just a few strokes.

“Oh yes!”she gasped.

“Not yet,” he growled, never stopping the hard fucking he delivered with each firm instroke.

“Darren,” she whimpered, begging.

“You come on command,” he reminded her, his voice harsh and roughened.

“Yes!”she gasped, her hands growing slippery on the mirror from their heat, her legs shaking with the effort to remain in position and accept his aggressive plundering.

She panted, distracting herself from her own need to release by squeezing the walls of her vagina each time he pushed in.

“Chloe!”he exclaimed, the sound of shocked pleasure echoing through the room.