<b>Dylan Murphy</b><br/>Location: Dylan Murphy's 8th floor apartment<br/>Tags: Lucy Martin<br/>Time:  Late Evening<br/><br/><br/>As Dylan gave her what started as a gentle spanking, he could not help but notice how wet Lucy was getting.  He held his tongue during the spanking of course, even though it pleased him greatly.  But the spanking was correction and punishment, so it really wasn't appropriate for him to encourage her too much, at least not during such a light punishment.  Still, he could not help but get so damn hard that he was throbbing once more.<br/><br/>Once he pulled his girl up, though; it was obvious how pleased he was "I am very pleased , girl, at how wet you got.  And since you said you are ready for more, you will get it.  Lucy you have made me very happy, but very hard, and I can tell you need this as much as I do, maybe even more.  My job is to hold you back when you are eager and spur you forward when you are hesitant.  "  He leaned down and  kissed her forehead and ran his fingers through her hair "You are amazing my girl every time I touch you when I spank you , and you are wetter.  Do you know what that makes you my girl??"<br/><br/>He whispered into her ear quietly, nibbling her ear as he did , and then he pulled back a bit "Mmm yes that is exactly what you are, but you are mine ,most of all.   Now back down on my lap, girl."  With that, he firmly guided her back down over his lap again.<br/><br/>This time as he swatted her behind, his strong hand smacked showed less caution, delivering blows that were a bit more stinging.  The pattern was also different than last time, he would smack each cheek in turn twice - left right left right - in quick succession, followed by his hand smoothing .  He kept spanking her harder each set of four swats.  And then he began to simply start spanking her almost randomly - right cheek left cheek, middle, many times then smooth, then twice more then caress, then a dozen or more hard swats.  He finally stopped and let her feel the burning in her rear.<br/><br/>He could feel how wet she was and could see her need grow, by now he suspected she was deeply in need. He pulled her up from his lap and marched her around the bed, to the foot of it.  He bent her naked bound form forward, and instructed her to remain bent over. "Do not move , girl"  He then opened a wardrobe and pulled out a long leather strap and wrapped it around her neck.  Tugging on it until it was snug then locking it in place.  The strap had a long end which he bound to the footboard of the bed, with her hands still bound behind her back, she was not going to easily get out.<br/>"Mm yes thats perfect.  Now spread your legs and keep them spread wide , girl"  The way he said girl made it sound more like an epithet than a sweet pet name as he had before. He kicked apart her legs, spreading them with his feet, his hard cock resting against her ass right now as she was bent forard, her handsbound behind her bacjk, strap around her neck forcing her to stay bent over at the foot of the bed<br/><br/>"You keep those legs spread, my girl or I will have to take , shall we say more extreme methods"  With that he entered her from behind, plaching his hand on the small of her back near where her bound hands rest, and then moving his hand do her hair.