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(still no beta – mistakes are mine)
Chapter 17
"My…my span…my spanking?" Andrea splutters. Honestly, a little part of her was kind of hoping that Miranda had forgotten about that.
"Why yes. You certainly earned it Darling. Naturally, I cannot allow such a public stunt to go…unpunished." The smirk on Miranda's face and the gleam in her eye…utterly predatory.
Biting her lower lip, Andy muffles her cowardly squeak.
Sobering for a moment, Miranda gathers Andrea in her arms gazing at her lovingly, whispering, "Darling, I'm going to pull out now and help you up." Very slowly, Miranda eases her hips away.
Meeting Miranda's beautiful blue eyes, Andy's eyebrows knit together from the uncomfortable feeling of Miranda pulling out of her. Andy whines, "Nooooo.", partly from the slight pain, but mostly she just doesn't want this to end, doesn't want Miranda to pull away.
"Oh, my Darling." Miranda coos, kissing her temple. "I promise, I'll be inside you again very soon."
Nodding her head, Andy smiles shyly, feeling a little embarrassed by her wanton petulance.
Miranda gently lifts Andy up, helping her to her feet, her bunched up slip unfurls. Holding her close, Miranda rubs each of Andy's hips in turn, "Better Darling?"
Andy hums, nuzzling Miranda's neck, "Yes. Thank You."
Slipping her right arm around Andy's waist, Miranda slowly walks them back into the bedroom. Gesturing to the desk, "I even found a suitable paddle."
Leading them toward the desk, Miranda chuckles watching as Andy's eyes widen seeing the wooden paddle upon the desk.
Leaving her Andrea for just a moment, Miranda turns on a bed side lamp. Returning quickly facing her, Miranda smirks while her talented fingers quickly unravel the laces of Andrea's bodice, "I want you naked for this."
Arousal and anticipation course through Andy's veins as her bodice and slip fall to the floor.
Purring, Miranda's gentle fingertips brush over Andy's pebbled nipples, "I see you want to be naked for this as well."
Walking to the front of the desk, Miranda internally smiles as it occurs to her that at any other time she would be mortified by her appearance. Her slacks laying open, sitting loose on her hips with the large dildo jutting out, bouncing with her steps, her blouse sticking to her in places from sweat, hair mussed, make-up surely worn off. But there is a far more important matter to dwell upon, lifting the paddle from its resting place. Regarding the paddle in her hand for a moment, Miranda gestures with it pointing to the end of the desk, commanding, "Andrea, hold the end of the desk. You may rest your head on your hands."
Obeying without a second thought, Andy steps forward placing her hands upon the finely polished wood. It is only as she is bending over that her endorphin addled brain starts working again. Resting her forehead on her hands, Andy becomes acutely aware of her nakedness, feeling the weight of her breasts hanging free, her back slightly bowed, her ass on full display. Sensing Miranda walking behind her, the anticipation, the fear of the unknown, the arousal…are all apparent in her rapid breaths and trembling thighs.
Standing behind her Andrea, Miranda's eyes devour the beauty before her. Miranda's Dragon wants to see more. Reaching out with the paddle, lightly tapping the inside of Andy's knees. "Spread your legs."
Andy adjusts her stance.
"More." Miranda demands.
Closing her eyes to the excitement and sensual vulnerability she feels, Andy opens her stance well past shoulder width. A breathy "Oh God" escapes her lips, her still swollen and wet labia slowly parting to the cool air of the room.
Miranda's Dragon purrs contentedly watching Andrea's womanhood coming into view.
Aware of Miranda moving to her left side, Andy's body shudders feeling the wooden paddle gliding softly over her buttocks in little circles…lulling her.
Miranda takes her time gauging where she will land her blows as she brushes the paddle over Andrea's deliciously full bottom. Reminding herself of her strength, wanting to be firm, but certainly not cause injury. She whispers close to Andrea's ear "It pains me to mar such loveliness."
…then Smack!
"AAUUHH!" Andy yelps, the first blow upon her left cheek catches her off guard. HOLY CRAP that stings!
Oh my! Miranda's eyebrow arches as the reverberation travels up her arm…she just might enjoy this more than she anticipated. Wanting to be safe, "Andrea, was that too hard?"
"Nu-no, Miranda." Andy breathes out heavily.
"Very well." Why yes she will, indeed, enjoy this more than anticipated. Raising the paddle…
"You impertinent!" Smack!
"Careless!" Smack!
"Disrespectful!" Smack!
"Girl!" Smack! Smack! Smack!
Andy cries out with every blow, tears forming, body squirming, cheeks stinging, simultaneously reaching for and retreating from the paddle. Excitement blooms hearing Miranda's voice, she knows her voice, and there is no real anger in her tone. Miranda is simply giving her what, she so clearly implied, she wanted.
Miranda's nostrils flare as does her arousal. She wants more, wants to feel more, needs to be closer to Andrea. Tossing it aside, the paddle clanks to the floor. Sliding her left arm around Andy's waist restraining her squirming hips. Miranda raises her right hand, delivering the first bare handed blow. Smack! Ohhh yeess, much more satisfying.
"Miranda!" Andy yelps, her head flies up, her back arching, unable to move her hips as Miranda holds her tight. Oh God! She's using her bare hand! The vibration of the blow upon her now burning cheeks echoes between her legs, teasing her clit, she can feel the warmth of fresh arousal seeping from her core.
"It is irrelevant" Smack!
"that I enjoyed" Smack!
"every second." Smack! Smack! Smack!
"You will never" Smack!
"embarrass me" Smack!
"publicly" Smack!
"ever" Smack!
"again!" Smack! Smack! Smack!
Breathing heavily, Miranda tenderly strokes hot-pink cheeks, cooing "Now Andrea…" Miranda's fingertips move to ghost, up and down, along the valley between those cheeks, "be a good girl…and promise me…you won't do it again."
Silence.
Smack! "Promise me, Andrea." Miranda commands sternly.
Shaking her head, Andy's voice is barely audible, "Miranda, I ca…I can't."
Smack! SMack! SMAck! "Promise Me!"
"Nu-No!" Andy states as firmly as her trembling voice is able. She just can't make that promise.
Miranda's eyes go wide, unable to believe her ears. A genuine edge of anger laces her voice now, "Whhaattt? NO?" Smack! SMack! SMAck! SMACk! SMACK!
Miranda suddenly stops her hand as understanding dawns on her. The realization sends a strong jolt of arousal through her body settling low in pelvis, her vaginal walls contract with want. Moving quickly behind her, Miranda drapes her body over her beautiful Andrea's back. Anxious hands skim up the length of Andrea's trembling torso, seeking and finding, Andrea's full, heavy breasts kneading them firmly. "Oh Andrea." Miranda groans.
"Miraannddaa" Andy moans, her ass is on fire. But God! Miranda's hands owning her breasts, the warmth of her body along her back, her rolling hips sliding the length of the dildo back and forth between her wet folds.
Pinching and tugging on her Andrea's hard nipples, Miranda breathes sensually in her ear "You will won't you." It's not a question. "You will do it again." Miranda's right hand releases the delicious nipple to reach between trembling thighs, circling Andrea's clit with her fingertips.
Andy's hips buck, "Miranda!"
Miranda's left hand moves down Andrea's left side roughly palming her plump, and still pink, left cheek. "Yeeesss, you will do it again…because you'll want me to spank you again."
"Yes!" Andy breathes out heavily, nodding her head. "Yes!" It excites Andy even more that Miranda knows. It is exactly why she couldn't make that promise.
Reaching between Andrea's cheeks with her left hand, Miranda's fingertips toy with swollen and very wet folds from behind. Coating her fingers in the abundance of her Andrea's thick arousal, Miranda purrs "Next time, I'm bending you over my lap."
"AAUUHH!" As if she weren't desperate enough for Miranda to take her! The visual in Andy's mind of Miranda bending her over her lap makes her hips buck.
Andy squeaks aloud in surprise as Miranda suddenly wraps her arms around her lower waist lifting her up, carrying her the short distance to the bed.
Miranda's Dragon has had quite enough foreplay, Thank You. "Knees on the edge of the bed." Miranda commands, pulling her blouse over her head, tossing it aside. Moving quickly Miranda finds her discarded jacket, pulling the bottle of lube from the pocket.
On very shaky legs, Andy slowly climbs onto the bed. "Ohhhhh!" Andy moans as Miranda takes over positioning her body, just the way Miranda wants her. Knees spread wide, ass in the air, head and chest pushed down into the bed, arms above her head.
Miranda kicks off her heels so their hips are better aligned. Flipping open the bottle of lube she dribbles a generous amount along the dildo. Andrea is so wet the lube is likely not necessary, but Miranda would rather be sure. "Andrea, reach back with your hands…spread your cheeks."
Andy's breath hitches at the command, but she complies, closing her eyes as she pulls her cheeks apart feeling the slight stretch of her anus.
Miranda's Dragon is running out of patience. Quickly pouring the rest of the lube over the two fingers of her left hand, Miranda places those fingertips over the puckered little bud massaging firmly in little circles. Miranda growls "Andrea, you'll recall I told you…that I will have you in every way this night…taking what is mine." Rubbing particularly hard as she spoke the last word.
"Oh, yes Miranda!" Andy sighs, she wonders if she could possibly look more wantonly needy…of course, she is. She's desperate to feel Miranda inside her.
"Mmmmmm, yesss. But I need to relax you, Darling." Continuing her firm massage upon the puckered little bud. "I can't take you the way I want while you're this tense." Following her instincts, Miranda reaches with her right hand between her Andrea's legs from behind, stroking through wet folds, sliding her fingers along the sides of her clit. The effect on the tight little bud is immediate. "Thhaaatt'sss riiigghhtt, my Darling. That's all you needed." Pushing gently, Miranda is able to ease both fingers in to the second knuckle before they are squeezed hard.
"Oh God." Andy chokes out shakily, feeling Miranda's fingers slowly stretching her, penetrating her anus.
"You feel incredible Andrea." Slowly, Miranda thrusts her fingers in and out in time with her right hand sliding firmly over Andrea's clit and labia. "So warm…so soft."
"Miranda" Andy whimpers, her hips starting to move in time with Miranda's thrusts, pushing back upon her fingers, wanting more.
"That's it, Darling. You want more, hmm?" Slowly, Miranda twists her wrist as she thrusts, working the ring muscle, reaching deeper, gently stroking her walls.
"Miirrraannddaaa. Yes. Yes!" Andy whimpers. The sweet, easy slide of Miranda's fingers twisting in and out of her, working and re-working her anus is so erotically, intensely pleasurable she fears she may faint. Andy is grateful Miranda put her on the bed for this, there's no way she could have remained standing.
"You already know what I'm going to do now, don't you Andrea." Taking a breath, bracing herself for the sensation, Miranda slips her right hand into her pocket turning on the vibrator. "Oooohh!"
Andy hears the vibrator. "Oh God!" If she didn't know before, she definitely knows now what Miranda is going to do! Gasping, "Miranda, Please!"
Gliding the vibrating dildo back and forth along Andrea's wet folds, Miranda lingers a moment concentrating on teasing Andrea's clit. "You may remove your hands now, Andrea. I suggest you grab hold of the covers…and hang on."
"Auuuhhh!" Andy doesn't need to be told twice, immediately moving her hands to either side of her head, gripping fists full of bed cover. The trace of something very happily maniacal in Miranda's tone both scares the shit out of Andy, and makes legs spread even further.
Smiling lustfully, Miranda's Dragon licks its drooling chops, watching her Andrea spreading her legs impossibly further for her. Miranda places the head of the dildo to her Andrea's grasping entrance circling firmly. Miranda purrs, "Your impressive flexibility is so very pleasing to me, Andrea."
Andy's body shudders feeling the slippery vibrating head circling her anxious vaginal opening while Miranda's diligent fingers continue to work her anus. "OhYes!Yes!Yes!"
Carefully, slowly Miranda eases forward with her hips, the head of the dildo breaching much easier this time. Miranda's right hand clasps Andy's right hip, holding her tight. Steadily, cautiously Miranda pushes deeper and deeper. Miranda groans feeling the pressure and vibration from the dildo on the fingers of her left hand.
"MiraanndaaMiraanndaaMiraanndaaMiraanndaa" Andy chants Miranda's name with every delicious inch of her vagina stretched anew…being claimed by Miranda again.
Miranda is surprised feeling Andrea's hips roll intently into her, urging Miranda on. Awestruck again by her beautiful young love, Miranda whispers, "What you do to me Andrea. What I feel for you. The things I want to do…with you…to you…"
Andy rolls her hips more urgently. Miranda filling her completely is…there are no adequate words for this euphoria. Andy can only follow her body's desire and push into Miranda, urging her deeper, harder, faster. "Miranda Please! Please! Fuck Me!"
Miranda's body responds immediately, despite her mind's delirious haze. Firming her grip upon Andrea's hip, Miranda's Dragon takes control, pounding urgently.
"Oh YES!" Andy cries out as Miranda takes control of her body. The walls of her vagina, and her anus, contract excitedly taking the first few hard and fast thrusts. Soon they begin to relax from the hot friction…opening up… submitting…and welcoming Miranda's dominant thrusts. "So Good! Oh God Miranda Soooo Good!" Andy struggles holding tight against the covers to keep her body in place as Miranda gives, and takes, everything…yet something is missing, something Andy realizes she needs more than anything! "Miranda stop! STOP!"
Immediately fearing the worst, Miranda stops all movement. "Darling, I'm so sorry! Did I hurt yo..."
Quickly, and carefully, pulling away from Miranda, Andy spins around cutting off Miranda's question as she faces her, "No. No. I'm ok. I just…I need your eyes!"
Relief, and pleasure, flood Miranda's features. Miranda's ego preens with pride understanding what Andrea is really saying… I can't orgasm without looking into your eyes.
Pulling and tugging at Miranda trousers and the harness. "Take these off! I want you!" Andy demands.
Miranda hears the need in Andrea's voice. Within seconds Miranda is climbing onto the bed, her harness and trousers in a heap on the floor.
Reaching out, Andy cradles Miranda's beautiful face, pulling Miranda with her as she lays back into the bed.
Miranda lunges, capturing Andrea's lovely mouth kissing her deeply.
Tongues caressing, Andy moans. Fumbling for Miranda's right hand, Andy urgently presses it to her wet folds, crying out at the sensation.
Pulling back a little, Miranda's piercing blue eyes search Andrea's shining dark ones, heavy with arousal. "You needed my eyes, Darling?" Miranda purrs the question, sliding two, then three fingers inside Andrea's warm, fluttering core, kneading her walls, the heel of her hand stroking firmly over Andrea's clit.
"Yes!" Gazing into Miranda's beautiful blue eyes, watching the kaleidoscope of emotions swimming in them. Fisting Miranda's silky hair in both of her hands, Andy's hips rise to meet Miranda's thrusting fingers, her climax is fast approaching. Miranda knows exactly how to work her walls, how to slightly curve her fingers stroking firmly over her g-spot…coaxing the orgasm out of her. "Yes!"
Feeling Andrea's warm, wet walls sporadically grasp her fingers, "Yeeesssss thaaat'sss iiitt my Darling…that's it….my beautiful girl." Miranda coos increasing the speed and force of her thrusts.
"OHGODMIRANDARIGHTTHERERIGHTTHERERIGHTTHEREMMIIRRRAAANNNDDDAAAAAA!" Andrea screams her orgasm, her walls contracting rhythmically hard around Miranda's fingers.
Sliding her fingers out carefully as Andrea's vaginal spasms wane, Miranda scrambles to get on top of her Andrea. Watching Andrea's orgasm has Miranda desperate for her own release.
Breathless, Andy tries to help Miranda, lifting her shoulders so Miranda can slide her right arm around her, "Yes baby…get on top of me." Miranda's body is so very hot, covered in sweat…and trembling uncontrollably. Lifting her knees, Andy spreads her legs as wide as she can. "I know you need me."
Grasping the base of Andrea's right cheek with her left hand, Miranda holds Andrea's body to her tight. Rolling her hips into Andrea's center. "Andrea!" Miranda cries out as Andrea grabs her ass, pulling her swollen wet center firmly over her own.
"Ohhh you're so wet. You feel so good." Andy groans, her grasping hands keeping time with Miranda's rolling hips.
"Andreeeaaa" The ache in Miranda's voice is heartbreaking.
Remembering Miranda likes to be talked to, Andy doesn't hold back. Ignoring her own arousal, Andy whispers close to Miranda's ear, "I love you so much, Miranda. I love feeling you between my legs."
"AAuuuhhh!" Miranda firms her grip at the base of Andrea's cheek.
"I love how wet you make me…how you own my walls…"
"AndREA!" Miranda's hips speed up.
"How I submit for you...how hard you make me cum."
"ANDREA!" Miranda bucks frantically, Andrea's words driving her mad.
"Don't stop Miranda...don't ever stop fucking me."
"AANNDDRREEEAAAAAA!" Miranda's back arches so violently, she has to let go of Andrea.
Awe struck, Andy stares at the goddess above her roaring out her name. Head thrown back, her chest heaving, arms outstretched, hands flexing, the hot cream of her orgasm spilling over Andy's wet folds.
Arms dropping to her side, breathing heavily, Miranda looks down upon her wide-eyed lover. Smiling, Miranda falls into the loving arms reaching for her.
Andy lowers her legs, pulling Miranda to lay along her right side, hugging her close. Stroking Miranda's damp hair, kissing her forehead. "I love you Miranda. That was…" At a loss for words shaking her head, Andy giggles, "Amazing, incredible...life altering!" Andy squeezes her tighter.
Still breathing hard, Miranda chuckles, smiling, "Agreed. And I…love you…my Darling."
The room gone quiet, Miranda hears a faint, muffled…bzzzzzzzzz. "What is that noise?"
Lifting her head slightly to listen, Andy giggles, "The vibrator."
"Oh, I forgot to turn it off." Miranda's eye lids feel so heavy.
"Well, you were a little distracted." Andy muses, yawning.
"That I was." Sleep pulling hard at Miranda.
Stretching her arms out, Andy grabs fists full of bed cover, pulling it over them both. Hugging Miranda, "I'll get it in a minute."
Snuggling further into Andrea's neck, "We should take a shower."
Falling fast now, Andy quietly murmurs, "Uh-huh."
Andy awoke to the sound of a faint knock at the bedroom door. Glancing over at the clock…9AM. Gently hugging a still sleeping Miranda, Andy kisses her forehead. Trying not to disturb Miranda, Andy slowly tries to remove her arm from around her shoulders.
Pulled from her slumber, Miranda becomes aware of Andrea pulling away. "What's wrong Darling."
"Nothing Sweetie, just a knock at the door." Andy scoots to the edge of the bed, as soon as her feet touch the floor standing, it hits her. Looking back at Miranda, smiling, "I'm so sore!"
Smiling back at hear beautifully mussed Andrea, Miranda starts to stretch, the pain down her back forces her to stop half-way, "Ohhhh, me too."
Opening the bedroom door Andy smiles finding a tail-wagging Patricia next to a well appointed coffee cart. "Go on, go get Miranda." Pulling the cart into the room, Andy laughs watching Patricia bound onto the bed, standing over Miranda, excitedly licking her face like she hasn't seen her in years.
"Patricia, sit! Patricia, SIT!" Miranda tries to command, but failing miserably from her laughter. Pulling herself up to sit against the head board, Patricia lays her head happily across Miranda's lap. "Good dog." Miranda coos, stroking her head.
Noticing the hand written note on the cart, Andy pours large mugs of coffee for them both, returning to bed. Moving very carefully as she lowers her weight onto her bottom.
Noticing how carefully her Andrea is moving, obviously very sore, "I would apologize, but…"
Andy glances over at Miranda, eyes twinkling, "I'm not remotely sorry either."
Easing to Miranda's side, Andy hands her a mug.
"Thank you Darling." Miranda hums taking her first sip.
"There was a note." Andy reads the note aloud. Martha has scheduled massages for them both in the solarium for 10:00, brunch to be served there at 11:00, and she will take care of the returning teams at noon for the breakdown. "I love her." Taking her first sip of coffee, Andy groans loudly, "Seriously love her."
Chuckling, Miranda agrees, "As do I."
"I suppose a three-way relationship is out of the question." Andy muses.
Miranda snorts her coffee, laughing.
Smiling at Miranda, Andy begs "I mean, you pay her well, right?"
Miranda rolls her eyes, "Honestly, Andrea. You have tasted her coffee, have you not? Martha is the most highly compensated employee I have!"
Laughing, Andy kisses Miranda's cheek. Carefully rising from the bed, making for the en suite, "Come on, we need to take a shower."
Patting Patricia's shoulder to hop down, Miranda rises from the bed glancing at the clock, smirking, "Shower together? We only have forty minutes, Andrea."
Smiling, Andy calls out from the en suite, "I promise I'll be a good girl." Covering her giggle with her hand, listening for Miranda's response.
Halting a few feet from the en suite door, Miranda's blush blooms to the point she feels her ears heat up. Thinking two can play this game, Miranda quietly clears her throat, lowering the register of her voice, speaking sensually, "Andrea, do not make promises that I will not allow you to keep." A slow smile curls Miranda's lips as the sound of Andrea's ragged intake of breath reaches her ears, then laughs openly when next she hears Andrea call out, "You win!"