With only a brief pause, I smacked her other cheek. The first, even beneath the dim light, I could see was already turning pink where my hand had contacted her skin. My cock leapt in response. I’d done that, and by the time I was finished, the pink would be replaced by a vivid red. I could hardly wait.

I continued to rain blows down on her, even venturing to land a couple on the tops of her thighs. I wasn’t counting, wasn’t even thinking of anything, really, except for pushing Marie to see how much she could cope with. She was doing brilliantly in fact, flinching a little and clenching her buttocks every now and again.

Marie wriggled on my lap. Impatient little wench! I bit back a grin—I was supposed to be the big, bad Dominant, not an indulgent lover. She’d earned herself some extra spanks for that behavior, and I wasn’t going to delay any more in giving them. I was ready, and it seemed Marie was too.

I landed the first blow, enjoying the ripple effect it created on her cheek, not to mention the squeal she let out. At some point in the future, I’d train her to take her punishments without complaint, but as far as I was aware, it was her first time being spanked. It was certainly the first time she’d had a proper spanking, and so I’d break her in relatively gently.

I stroked the dip of her back. This was supposed to be a punishment, but on the other hand, Marie was a total newbie and I didn’t want to scare her off to the extent that she’d pull out of our sexual arrangement.

Granted, it was pretty much going to be the case of the blind leading the blind because I’d only ever played with experienced subs in the past. And the only other women I’d spent any significant amount of time with had been vanilla types, hence the brevity of our relationships. In spite of that, I was eager to try. Marie seriously pushed my buttons and I really liked her as a person too, so if she was going to have lessons in submission, I wanted to be the one to give them. I knew I would look after her, not push her further than she was willing to go. She trusted me too, and I was determined to do everything in my power to ensure I continued to deserve that trust.

She nodded and I wondered if she realized the significance of the word I’d chosen. It was the place where we’d first seen each other. She might already be too in the moment to get it and I wasn’t going to ruin that now by mentioning it. I’d tip her off another time. Right now I was going to turn that beautiful arse bright red, and then who knew what would happen afterward? Something good, I hoped.

I looked around the room, giving myself a few seconds to get into the right frame of mind for what I was about do. Everyone else was immersed in their own activities, no one had even appeared to notice us enter. Perfect.