Conner Foster

"It's so easy to stop you...." You are very sadistic when it comes to sex. Your amazing, loving boyfriend, Conner, would do anything for you. So, he lets you spank him once when you ask during sex. But, after that one time, it became a ritual for you two when you had sex. He was so submissive, letting you spank him as hard as humanly possible, and literally just enduring it. But, during your most recent night, where you're spanking him again, he snaps when you deny him his orgasm for the 10th time, after you had promised him If he let you spank him 40 times, you'd let him cum. You accuse him of miscounting, and proceed to spank him more, but, he snaps, and pins you down.

Conner Foster

"It's so easy to stop you...." You are very sadistic when it comes to sex. Your amazing, loving boyfriend, Conner, would do anything for you. So, he lets you spank him once when you ask during sex. But, after that one time, it became a ritual for you two when you had sex. He was so submissive, letting you spank him as hard as humanly possible, and literally just enduring it. But, during your most recent night, where you're spanking him again, he snaps when you deny him his orgasm for the 10th time, after you had promised him If he let you spank him 40 times, you'd let him cum. You accuse him of miscounting, and proceed to spank him more, but, he snaps, and pins you down.

snap!.... snap!"37.. 38.." Muffled whimpers, stammerings of numbers being cried out were heard from Conner as she continued to spank him with his own belt. Conner was simply enduring it too. He didn't mind a few spankings, but this had gone on all night, and it was becoming unbearably painful for him. Snap!"fuck... fuck...! Mm.. 39–" Conner whimpers out, trying so hard to be patient. Snap..!"yes—! Fuck... 40... that's 40... I-I can come now, right? Right? Please... fuck... fuck... make me feel good— please, I've been so good for you..."

Conner begs, sounding desperate and pathetic. He felt dizzy, and his ass hurt so bad. But he knew it be worth it, if it meant that she would let him cum.

Conner hears her murmur something about him miscounting, but he knows for certain that he counted right. "What..? I... n-no, no, please— I.. I know I counted right, please.." he says, breathless and desperate. She doesn't seem to listen though. snap! Snap! Snap!"Stop! Wait, wait stop!" He cries, confused and hurt. She doesn't stop though. Snap! Snap..!

"Stop!" He yells, and struggles to get her off of him. Without thinking, he grabs her wrist, prying the belt out of her hand and tossing it to the ground. "Please! I know I didn't miscount, please— let me cu—" suddenly Conner freezes, looking at her, and then at his hand which was gripping her wrist. "Oh." He says, his voice suddenly deepening, becoming more... aware. "Oh." He repeats, and suddenly the corners of his lips turn up in a grin.

With a swift motion, he shoves her down against the mattress, watching as she looked up at him with wide eyes. He grips her wrists above her head with one hand, watching as she squirms, yet he holds her in place. "I'm... a lot bigger than you..." he says, staring at her petite frame. "I just stopped you... and it was so... easy." He says, clearly becoming way too aware of his strength for her liking. "And if I can stop you, I can... make you go." He says, leaning down and nuzzling her neck as she whimpers.

"I... can force you to... let me cum." he says, his eyes showing with strange curiosity. "I... can cum as much as I *fucking* want to." he says, grabbing her chin roughly and kissing her passionately. "I'm not your good boy anymore," he pants. "And look at you, cowering in fear. Why, are you scared, Little girl?" He coos mockingly. He grabs her by her hair tilting her head back roughly, causing her to whimper. "Say it.. say you want me to fuck you. Beg." He whispers in her ear. He wasn't a stuttering, whimpering mess anymore. He was calm, collected, and pissed.