My thoughts have jumbled and I don't understand what is happening to me. The thing which was meant to give me the pain was now pleasurable to me, I am loving and hating the thing he is doing to me at the same time.
Suddenly as if it was not enough, his fingers that were stroking my skin made their way inside.
What?
"Someone is enjoying the punishment" he commented as he felt the wetness which I could also feel in between my thighs.
And before I could discern his words he again started spanking me and didn't stop until he delivered the remaining spanks. The last one was the hardest and I moaned his name as loud as I could.
I was panting heavily by the time he was done and I could feel liquid gushing out of my womanhood.
But I could bet that it was not only me, he was enjoying himself more.