<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/d5/MarcusBeck.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Marcus Beck (http://URL)<br/><strong>Who:</strong>Ashley Bishop<br/><strong>Where:</strong>The Dungeon Club - Playroom<br/><strong>When: </strong>Saturday, August 2nd - 11ish P.M.<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Nothing<br/><hr/><br/>He felt her buttocks arch into his hands, and added more pressure to his fingers. Her hiss of breathe, the way her buttock reddened all turned him on. His male musk pervaded the area as his cock nearly dripped precum, and he had to bite back another moan. He wanted to take her so bad, and she was definitely wet enough for it, but he also wanted to hear those moans again. Her whispered words drew a shudder from him. Sir...she had called him sir. He bit his lower lip and rubbed his palm across her butt.<br/><br/>Marcus was getting very, very into his role, and he leaned down to plant a kiss on the handprint, though it had been only one. "You are welcome, slave." He raised other hand, and brought it down again. His palm stung as the sound of the smack echoed through the room, but he was rewarded with the sight of Ashley's buttocks evening out, the color nicely equal across either side. He rubbed her other side and kissed it as well, watching her. God, he needed her so badly right now...<br/><br/>He stroked her buttocks with the tips of his fingers before raising his hand and bringing it down again, one after the other. He loved watching her body shudder with each slap, and his cock stood stiffly out in front of him, begging to be satisfied inside her.