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Felcicia's Follies Chapter 2
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Felcicia's Follies Chapter 2 Chapter 2 He edged down the hallway, making his way deeper into the apartment. There was no one in the living room. There was no one in the kitchen. There was no one in the dining room. Reaching her bedroom door, he heard her voice from the other side. Slowly, he pushed open the door to her bedroom, curious to see who she might be talking to. She had her back to him, lost in conversation with someone on the phone. “He did what Felicia?” she said breathlessly. “Oh my god! He said he was going to spank you right there on the Bridge? What did you do?” She paused, listening to Felicia’s response. “My god Felicia, you were incredibly brave to stand up to him like that !!” “Yes, I think you should report him to the Admiral. That was very rude of him and I’m glad you told him off. You’re a very brave woman Felicia” she said with a note of admiration in her voice. He stood there watching her, as she spoke; noting with a little disappointment that she was wearing a sweatshirt and baggy sweat pants. Her hair was loose and in disarray. Clearly, she wasn’t ready for him. He cleared his throat quietly, letting her know he was in the room. She squealed shrilly, and turned to face him. What little colour she had in her face blanched as she realized he was standing before her, and she was not ready. “F,F,Felicia… I have to go. Something important has come up” she stammered before quickly hanging up. The silence between them spoke volumes. She glanced down at the bedside alarm clock and noted the time… 7:10pm. Oh, crap! 7:10… a full ten minutes late. Worse, she wasn’t dressed, she hadn’t done her make up, and she looked a mess. She opened her mouth to apologize, but he held up his hand and the words died in her throat. She knew how much he looked forward to spending an evening with her. He’d told on many occasions how sexy and beautiful she looked when she dressed for him and how much it excited him. She enjoyed the process of getting ready for him and the slow anticipation of the passion to come. He looked…disappointed and hurt and that crushed her far worse then anything he could have possibly said to her. He turned on his heel, without a word and left her bedroom, retiring to the living room and sitting on her sofa. The moment he was gone, she ripped her clothes off and searched through her closet for something to wear…something sexy that would regain her some of his favour and hopefully reduce his displeasure with her. Selecting a black and silver corset, she slipped it on, cinched it up and adjusted it to show off her breasts to maximum advantage. A pair of silk stockings, a garter, a black<b> lace </font></b>thong, and an impossibly high set of stiletto heels completed the ensemble. Next, it was off the bathroom to brush out her hair. She knew he liked it loose, so she took out the scrunchie she’d been using to hold her hair back and shook out her hair. The last step was to apply some ruby red hi gloss lipstick which she knew to be his personal favourite. 7:16 pm… not so bad, really was it? She hoped he’d approve of the way she looked and forget she’d been late, but she didn’t hold out much hope it would go well for her. She made her way out to the living room and dropped to her knees, crawling on hands and knees to a position on the floor in front of him. Here, she sat back on her knees, placed her hands in her lap, and bowed her head in humble servitude. “I, I ,am sorry Sir. Time got away from me” she said softly. “Please forgive me.” Regarding her coolly, he said in a soft voice ”Andrea my pet, you know how important timeliness is to me; how much I treasure every minute we get to spend together. Our lives are so complicated, and the time we get to spend together is so limited, that I hate to waste even a single moment.” “It seems that you don’t feel the same way. Clearly, Our time together isn’t as important to you” he said with a disappointed sigh. “Please, Sir, please don’t say that, she implored. “ It isn’t true. Our time together is important to me. I, I, I was distracted by the phone call, and time got away from me. It won’t happen again, I promise,” she pleaded. She lowered her gaze again, and pouted. She knew he found it sexy, and she knew she had to pull out all the stops to regain his favour. She felt his eyes upon her and she pushed her chest out ever so slightly to show off her ample bosom. She heard his breath catch and she allowed herself a small smirk, knowing that his desire for her would be her salvation. The smirk was her undoing… he noticed it and any chance she had of gaining his forgiveness disappeared as quickly as her smirk. Reaching down, he took her hand and helped her up from her kneeling position. Holding her hand he led her down the hallway to her bedroom, and her hopes were raised once again that he’d forgive her and they could skip straight to the love making. “You think this is funny?” he said in an icy voice. “You think it’s a game?” A ball of icy lead settled into her stomach as she knew what was about to happen. In a split second, he sat down on the edge of her bed and pulled her face down across his lap, pinning her down so her ass sat up in the air, exposed and vulnerable. Grabbing both wrists, he pinned her hands behind her back . He’d spanked her before and she had found it highly erotic and exciting, but instinctually, she knew this spanking was going to be different. Off balance, with her hands pinned behind her back, and her body draped across his lap, she was helpless to get away She gasped, held her breath, and tensed her body for what she knew was to come. He didn’t disappoint her. The speed and power with which he spanked her drove the air from her lungs and caused her to nearly jump out of her skin. The second slap of his hand on her ass was even harder than the first and it brought tears to her eyes. Her ass felt hot and flushed and she was sure that she was going to have some lasting marks long after he was done. He began to alternate blows to her ass cheeks; first one and then the other until each one felt like it was on fire. He seemed to know exactly where to hit her to inflict the most pain and discomfort. When an area on her bum began to go numb as the nerve endings began to shut down, he simply moved to another. She tried to tense up her ass, anticipating when the next blow was about to come, but that really didn’t seem to help. When his hand slipped down and he slapped the back and inside of her thigh, she howled in pain. He seemed to know exactly where to hit her to find the spots that hurt the most. Again and again his hand smacked her ass flesh. She lost count some time around what she thought was the 40th spank. Her whole lower body felt like it was on fire. At last, he released her and allowed her to climb down off his lap. She dropped to her knees immediately, and tried to sit back on her haunches, but the pain in her backside was intense and she ended up balancing on her hands and knees. Without a word, he arose and walked out of the bedroom. |
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