Sunset's Submission.

Chapter 2: I’ll give you what you need.

Sunset leaned back in her chair, blissfully chewing on an apple whilst staring out the cafeteria window. The midday sun was bright and so was her mood. Even the constant sneers and jibes of the other students seemed largely insignificant now. They still stung, but without the crushing weight of her own guilt choking the life from her, she was able to take them in stride. It was still there, of course, but it was manageable now. Her improved mood didn’t go unnoticed either.

“You look positively chipper today, Sunny.” Said an energetic Pinkie Pie as she plopped down next to her at the cafeteria table Sunset had been occupying.

“Uh, thanks?” She replied, her thought bubble well and properly popped by the peppy pink-haired teen.

“I agree darling,” said Rarity, who appeared on her other side, “Your posture has much improved over the last week or two, and you aren't as skittish anymore.”

It was true, she had been acting almost like Fluttershy since the fall formal. Trying to blend in and hide from the world whilst wallowing in her own guilt. But not anymore. Things had improved quite a bit since the night of her penance, as she had come to think of it.

“I guess you’re right.” she said with a soft smile, feeling just the faintest hint of a blush on her cheeks.

“So what brought on this change?” Asked Rarity.

“W-what makes you think anything caused it?” Sunset asked, feeling her face heat up in earnest as her mind immediately flashed back to that evening.

“Please darling, give me some credit. You’ve been mopey and demure for weeks, and then suddenly poof, you came out of your shell. Something good must have happened to bring about such change.”

“It’s nothing, really. Just something someone said.” Sunset said lamely.

“Oh? Someone is it? Anyone we know?” Rarity said with a coo, batting her eyes.

“N-no.” Sunset replied, taken off guard.

“Waaaaait a second…” said Pinkie, “did you make a new friend?”

“No, and I’d appreciate it if we could drop this topic altogether.”

“What are we talking about?” asked Fluttershy as she sat down at the table, swiftly followed by Applejack and Rainbow Dash.

“Sunset’s new friend.” Pinkie blurted enthusiastically.

“What new friend?” Asked AJ.

“He’s not my friend.”

“Oh, he is it?” asked Rarity with an odd glint in her eye. “Is he handsome?”

“Wait, are we talking friend friend, or just regular friend?” said Dash whilst making air quotes.

“It’s nothing like that!” Sunset all but shouted, her face growing hot.

“Is that why you keep spacing out from time to time, and disappearing on us whenever we have a free period?” Asked Pinkie.

“What? N-no, not at all. I just have stuff to catch up on.” Sunset said quickly.

She couldn’t possibly tell them she kept sneaking off to the bathroom to rub one out whenever she could. She had been doing so frequently ever since that night, because her mind kept dragging her thoughts back into the gutter, which led to her soaking her panties. It had gotten to the point where she kept an extra pair of underwear in her backpack at all times because the ones she put on in the morning no longer survived past lunchtime.

She did feel more than a little conflicted, even downright confused about her feelings on the matter. Was it normal for a person to feel horny after getting their ass spanked? She’d gone through heat cycles back in Equestria that left her with less powerful cravings for sex than this experience had.

“Clearly someone is protesting too much.” Said Rarity, shattering her thought bubble.

“Ugh!” Sunset groaned as she face-planted the table in frustration.

“Alright y’all, that's enough, give the girl some space.” Applejack cut in.

“But darling... juicy details.” Rarity complained with a whine, pulling a sad face.

“Y’all just gonna have to get yer gossip somewhere else.” AJ stated, earning her a grateful smile from Sunset.

“Well I think it's nice that you made a new friend, Sunset.” Said Fluttershy.

“And I keep telling you all, it's nothing like that. I had a short conversation with a stranger, and it made me feel better about myself. Nothing more, nothing less.”

“But…” Pinkie started.

“But nothing.” Sunset cut her off, but Pinkie, in typical fashion, ignored her.

“My granny Pie always said ‘A stranger is a friend you just haven’t met yet.’ But now you’ve met them, so they are your friend.”

“I’m pretty sure that ain't exactly how it works.” Dash said offhandedly.

“Why are we still on this topic?” Sunset groaned.

“Pardon us if we seem overly nosey, darling. We’re simply trying to get to know you better.” said Rarity.

“You’ve known me for nearly three years.”

“That was the old you, dear. We understand now that it was just a facade you put up in order to get your way. But now that you no longer need to hide behind that veneer of nastiness, we’re just trying to get to know you. The real you.”

Sunset’s eyes grew wide. Somehow, Rarity’s words made her chest feel warm. She’d been afraid their interest in her was just lip service to Princess Twilight. But something in Rarity’s voice made her realise they were sincere. What a fool she’d been.

“Sunset? Are you alright?” A soft voice intruded upon her thoughts. She turned to the source, coming face to face with Fluttershy.

“What?” she asked.

“Are you okay?” The soft spoken girl asked, “You’re crying.”

Sunset touched her face with a hand, feeling a streak of wetness on her cheek.

“I’m okay… these are happy tears.” she managed to say. “To be honest, I’m not even sure what the real me is like. I’m trying my hardest to be better though, because I don’t want to go back to the way things were.”

“And they won’t, because you have us now.” Pinkie said cheerfully. Her exuberance more than strong enough to dispel any lingering traces of gloom.

“Thanks girls.” Sunset said with a smile.

“You’re welcome sugarcube.” Said AJ as she gave her a one armed hug. “Whaddya all say we eat the rest of our lunch outside. It's way too nice out to be spending it cooped up indoors all day.”

“Yeah, that sounds nice.”

…..

Sunset glared at the clock. Only ten more minutes until the end of the school day. Ten minutes, they may as well be ten hours. All she wanted right then was to go home and give her needy sex some attention. Once again she’d been horny all afternoon, her mind kept dragging her thoughts away from her math problems, and right into the gutter; resulting in the current state of her underwear; soaked and stuck to her aching pussy.

She bit her lip as another minute ticked away on the clock and tried to focus on her work, but all she achieved was grinding her pencil into the paper until the tip snapped. When she was about ready to toss her math book across the classroom, the bell finally rang.

“Oh thank Celestia.” she groaned as she slammed her textbook shut and crammed it into her backpack.

Out of seemingly nowhere, Pinkie Pie appeared behind her. “Hey, Sunny, you wanna come hang out at sugarcube corner with us?”

“Oh, uhhh, as much as I’d love that, I really have to be somewhere. Can I take a raincheck?”

Pinkie’s face fell a little “Aww, are you sure?”

“Positive. But I'll definitely be there next time, okay?”

“Promise?”

“Of course, absolutely. Next time. See you tomorrow.” She assured as she hurried out of the classroom.

The trip home felt like the longest ride in the history of long rides, but Sunset finally made it home. Once she closed the door to her studio apartment she took in a deep breath and let it out slowly. It felt good to finally be home.

Wasting no time, she kicked off her boots, tossed her backpack onto the couch and made her way up to her bedroom loft. In record time she stripped down to her underwear and hopped onto her king sized bed.

She slid off her panties, kicking them to the floor, then rolled onto her side. She brought her right hand back and ran her fingers over her bottom. Her skin felt silky smooth. Nibbling her bottom lip she raised her hand and brought it down hard across her right cheek. The impact sounded insanely loud in the quiet of her apartment.

The smack left behind a light pink handprint and Sunset felt her pussy contract. She raised her hand again and gave her other cheek a smack. The angle was awkward and she couldn’t quite reach far enough.

“You’ve been a bad girl, Sunset.” she whispered to herself, then felt her face flush in embarrassment.

‘Celestia, I sound like a right idiot when saying it out loud.’ she thought to herself.

Keeping quiet she continued to smack her own bottom as best she could for several minutes, before her need for release became too great and her hands found their way to her pussy and aching clit. With a needy growl she began to rub her stiff love nub, while her other hand explored her sopping folds. It took several minutes before she managed to reach orgasm, but it wasn't anywhere near as intense as the one she had that night.

Wanting more, she began again. Slowly rubbing her clit in circular motions. Her free hand smacked her bottom several more times, then she slowly rubbed her cheeks. She let her fingers glide across her skin, up and down. Gently raking across she still tingling hotspots. It was a pleasant sensation.

She slowly let her fingers slide to her crack, and lightly brushed across her sensitive rosebud, sending a shiver of delight through her spine. Ponies weren’t known for indulging in anal sex. Humans on the other hand seemed more than willing to do so. Sunset found the idea intriguing, and deliciously naughty, but she had yet to find the courage to do more than tease herself a little. So she stuck to just rubbing her pucker, slick from the juices that had leaked from her gushing sex and down her crack; whilst simultaneously stimulating her swollen clit.

It took some time, but finally her second orgasm sent her off on a wave of bliss, a wave that ended all too soon. She moaned in needy frustration. This wouldn’t do at all, she needed more, she realized. What she needed was Tirek’s firm hand giving her backside a proper pummeling.

‘Celestia’s teats, I must be out of my mind.’ she thought with a groan of embarrassment as she hid her face in her hands. Her fingers smelled like her juices.

She looked out the window. The sun was almost completely gone. She’d been masturbating a lot longer than she realized. With a snort of frustration she made a decision. She got up, took a quick shower and slipped on a fresh pair of underwear. She dressed in a pair of loose jeans and threw on her jacket before running down the stairs two or three steps at a time. Sweeping out the main door of the building she threw her helmet on and jumped on her bike.

She rode through the last rays of sunlight as she made her way to the old industrial side of town. The closer she got to her destination, the worse the butterflies in her stomach became.

‘What are you doing, Sunset? Are you seriously driving to the most rundown part of town, after dark, hoping to find a guy you’ve met once?’ her own mind questioned. ’And once you find him, then what? You’re just gonna walk up and say, “Hey, I’m horny, smack my ass so I can get off.” is that the plan?’

Ignoring the mocking tone of her own doubts she drove on. The sun had all but disappeared below the horizon now. Leaving the skies mostly a deep purple with just the barest hints of orange and red.

Then the building came into view. The lights were still on. Someone was there. She couldn't make up her mind if that was good or bad. She rolled to a stop alongside the parking lot fence, and stared at the building. The butterflies in her stomach were going into a frenzy.

‘What am I doing here, this was a mistake. I shouldn’t be here. I… I should just go home.’

Just as she was about to pull away, one of the garage doors opened, bathing her in fluorescent light.

“I thought I heard an engine rumbling out there, guess I was right.” Said a familiar gravelly voice.

Sunset felt like a deer caught in the headlights. Part of her wanted to speed away, but the rest of her was frozen.

“Well, if it isn’t Miss Shimmer. Something wrong with your bike again?”

“N-no, no she’s been purring like a kitten.”

“Well that’s good.” Tirek said. “Then what brings you here?”

“I..uhm, I was just in the neighborhood.” Sunset lied.

“And you decided to stop on by, guess it’s my lucky night. Well since you’re here, care for something to drink?”

‘Just say no, just say no.’ her mind said, but her mouth said, “Sure.” instead.

‘Traitor.` her mind scowled at her mouth as she parked her bike in the parking lot and took off her helmet, shaking her head to loosen her hair.

Sunset slowly walked into the garage. The familiar banner on the back wall greeted her with its fiery stare. The scents of oil and tire rubber tickled her nostrils.

“Are you here alone?” She asked as Tirek came over with two cans of pop.

“Yeah, I usually stay late to tinker and lock up. Most of the others leave just before sundown, unless they are working on a project, we have a meeting or host a barbecue or something.”

“You guys do that a lot? Host a barbecue I mean?”

“When the weather is good, sure. Got an old grill in the back. We just roll it out into the lot, pull up some chairs and crates to sit on, and everyone brings something to cook. You should join us next time. We could use more pretty ladies in the group.” he said as he sat on an empty crate, offering her the lone foldable chair in the downstairs shop.

“Maybe I will.” she said as she took a seat and sipped from her soda. “No beer?”

“We don’t drink and drive.” Tirek said seriously. “Besides, aren’t you under age to drink?”

“I wasn’t implying anything.” she hastily answered.

“I know, so tell me... why are you so anxious?”

“I… I don’t know what you mean.”

“Sunset, I’m not an idiot, you’re more nervous than a small nun at a penguin shoot.”

“How could you possibly tell? Also, that’s horrible.” She said with a small chuckle, a smirk tugging at her lips.

“Got you to smile at least. And I can tell because your posture is all stiff and you keep avoiding eye contact. You didn’t have a problem looking me in the eye the last time you were here. And if you hold that pop can any tighter you’re gonna crush it and spill your drink all over yourself.”

She instantly released her death grip on her soda when she realised he was right.

“So what really brought you here, Sunset? Are you in some kind of trouble?”

She didn’t look his way as she twirled a lock of her hair around her finger. “It’s nothing like that. C-can't I just be visiting a friend?”

“True, you could, but you could have done that in the afternoon when it was still sunny out. Or at any time really. Instead, you waited until the last possible moment. Which makes me wonder why.”

That was a lie. He had a very clear idea just exactly why she was there at such a late hour, it was all but written over her face, but he wanted her to say it.

“You were hoping to catch me alone, weren’t you?”

Sunset squirmed in her seat. The butterflies in her stomach felt more like a swarm of killer bees. More than once she opened her mouth to speak, but no words would come out. The silence stretched on as she struggled to find her voice. Tirek decided to push her a little.

“Well, if you can’t speak up you might as well get out.” He grunted.

“I’m trying damnit!” Sunset snapped as her frustration grew.

That gave him an opening. He carefully leaned forward, looking her in the eyes.

“Mind that tone, Miss Shimmer, or I might have to teach you a lesson.” he rumbled darkly.

Sunset let out a muffled girlish squeal, rubbing her legs together anxiously. She could practically feel her pussy spasming at his threat. Her face felt hot.

“Or is that perhaps why you’re here?”

Sunset screwed her eyes shut. Her face felt like an oven. Her lips moved.

“Im sorry, what did you say?”

“M-maybe.” she stammered.

“Miss Shimmer… Sunset, look at me.” he said, his voice taking on a more gentle tone.

Ever so slowly she opened her eyes and raised her head to face him. She was trembling all over.

“Do you want another spanking?

Such a simple question. Yet hearing it made her heart skip a beat. She could feel it pounding in her chest, which felt constricted. And she felt hot... so very hot. Sweat was running down her neck and her breath came out in short gasps as she struggled to answer.

“Yes.” she all but whispered, feeling lightheaded.

“Have you been bad?” he asked.

“N-no, I’ve been good actually.” she managed to say clearly.

“Then why do you want this spanking?”

She couldn’t look at him any longer. Her face felt so hot she was sure it would burst into flames at any second.

“Please, don’t make me say it.” she all but squeaked as she hid her face in her hands.

Tirek decided to take pity on her, for the moment. Standing up slowly he said, “Come along then.”

Sunset barely managed to stand, let alone follow him. Her legs felt like jello and her heart was competing with her stomach to see who could leap out of her throat first. As they moved up the stairway, she could feel her nerves grow worse, even as her panties were growing more and more moist with every step.

As she stepped inside, the door to the lounge area thumped closed behind her with a sense of finality.

“Alright then, Miss Shimmer, you’ve been here before so you know what to do. Take of your jacket and get in the corner.” Tirek rumbled.

With shaking hands Sunset undid her jacket, leaving it on the couch before she shuffled over to the corner and stuck her nose in it. Tirek took a seat on said couch, watching her closely.

“Hands behind your back.” He said, which she did, albeit slowly.

He sat there silently for a few minutes as he let her steam in the corner with nought but her own thoughts. She was trembling and squirming, fighting to stay still. From the way she shifted her weight from foot to foot he could tell she was trying to rub her thighs together to get at least some stimulation.

‘She must be really steaming.’ he thought with a predatory grin.

Finally after about ten or so minutes he spoke.

“So then, Miss Shimmer, if this is not about punishment, then there has to be another reason you’re here.” He said, watching her shiver.

He waited for a response, but when none was forthcoming he continued. “If I had to make a guess, I'd say you’re here for pleasure.”

The jolt that went through her, and the way she went rigid afterwards told him all he needed to know.

“Tell me, Miss Shimmer, do you masturbate?”

Another shudder. “Yes.” she said quietly.

“Yes what?” he growled.

“Yes, Sir.” she breathed heavily, all but hopping from foot to foot, rubbing her thighs together faster. His voice was like a bolt of lightning straight to her crotch. Her pussy was aching, screaming with need.

‘Oh Celestia, why am I so turned on right now. I must be out of my mind.’

“When you masturbate, do you think about your last spanking?”

An anxious moan escaped her throat.

“I don’t hear an answer.”

“Please, don’t make me say it.”

“Now, Miss Shimmer.”

‘Curse him.’ “Yes, Sir, all the time.” she ground out, feeling mortified.

“Have you tried spanking yourself?”

She groaned loudly, wishing he would stop with the questions. “Yes, Sir.”

“Was it satisfying?”

She shook her head slowly. “Not really, Sir.”

“Why not?”

“I couldn’t do it right.” she moaned in frustration as she felt her nethers starting to leak, her panties no longer able to contain it all.

“When was the last time you did so?”

“Please...”

He was suddenly close behind her, his voice breathing almost directly in her ear. She hadn’t even heard him move. “Answer the question, Miss Shimmer.”

Her hands grasped the hem of her shirt as she struggled for breath. “Be.. before I came here.”

‘Really?’ Tirek thought. “My my, you really are a naughty girl aren’t you, Miss Shimmer?”

She closed her eyes, letting her forehead rest against the wall. “Yes.” she whispered, her voice having gone quieter than Fluttershy.

“Forgetful too, you forgot to call me Sir again. I guess I’ll have to be even stricter with your punishment this time.”

Her eyes flew open as his hand grasped her shoulder, marching her out of the corner towards the table.

“Bend over the table Miss Shimmer.”

She went to comply, her hands trembling as she started to lean forward when his voice stopped her.

“You’re forgetting something.”

She looked back confused. “What’s that, Sir?”

He pointed at the waistband of her jeans. “From now on, when you come here for a spanking you will take your pants down before we start.”

She felt her face heat up with renewed embarrassment when his words struck her. ‘He said ‘From now on’ does that mean there will be more times after this?’

Shakily she pulled off her boots, lowered her jeans then stepped out of them. She folded them up with trembling hands before putting them on one of the vacant chairs, along with her boots. She slowly shuffled back to the table in nothing but her shirt, panties and socks, then leaned forward, draping herself across the wooden surface. The air felt chilly against her exposed, hypersensitive skin.

Tirek stepped closer, running a hand across her pantyclad bottom which sent a shiver down her spine. She was trembling and holding the edge of the table in a death grip.

“Alright there Miss Shimmer?”

“I’m scared.”

“You can leave if you want to, it’s your choice. I won’t hold it against you, but you’ll simply be running away from your own desire.”

She shook her head. “I… I want this, I want to stay.”

“Then take a deep breath. It’s gonna hurt, but you’ll be safe here.”

She took a deep breath in, letting it out in a shudder. It didn’t calm her racing heartbeat at all.

“Are you ready?”

‘No!' said her brain. “Yes, Sir.” replied her mouth.

The first slap on her cheek made her yelp. The second made her squirm. And by the time the third one hit she was already panting. His large meaty palm striking her panty clad bottom stung something fierce. So much worse, or was it better than her own hand. Within minutes her bottom cheeks were turned a solid pink color and the heat was starting to build. Each hearty smack to her ass elicited a soft grunt or squeal from her throat, and as the fire started to build up she began to squirm more and more.

“If you don’t keep still, Miss Shimmer I might just have to use my belt on you.” He growled.

Her eyes shot back to locate the item in question. A thick, almost two inch wide leather belt adorned his midsection. Seeing the fearsome leather instrument made her moan loudly as her steaming nethers twitched involuntarily.

“My, someone seems to like the idea. Very well then, the belt for you it is.”

The sound of him unbuckling his belt made her go rigid. She was trembling like a reed.

“Something wrong, Miss Shimmer?”

“I’m afraid, Sir.” she said in a quiet voice.

“And yet you are also aroused. I can smell you from here.”

Sunset crossed her legs at his words, trying to hide her nethers from him. Not that it did her much good in this position.

“None of that now, Miss Shimmer. Uncross your legs.”

“Please Sir, I’ve never… with a belt.”

“I know, I’ll go easy on you this time. Ten strokes. I expect you to count them.”

Her stomach was trying to jump out of her throat again. Ten strokes may as well have been a hundred. Still somehow she managed to say, “Yes, Sir.” as she slowly uncrossed her legs.

“Good girl.” he rumbled, and she felt her heart leap at that small bit of praise.

“Before we get started however I want you to take off your panties.”

Her eyes went wide at that. “Please, Sir, not my panties. Let me keep them on.”

“Don’t be ridiculous, Miss Shimmer. A proper spanking is delivered on the bare. So take em down.”

She shook her head no. “Please, I can’t.”

“I’m going to count to five, if you don’t have them down by the count of five, I'll do it for you, and you get another five extra licks with the belt. ONE.”

“Sir, please…”

“TWO.”

“But…”

“THREE.”

S-sir…”

“FOUR”

Her hands flew back, and in one swift motion she yanked down her panties, all the way to her knees. Having completed her task she fell back down to the table, panting as if she’d just ran a marathon.

“There, that wasn’t so hard was it?”

“Yes, Sir.” she croaked. Her eyes were stinging with unshed tears of shame. He could no doubt see everything from back there.

Tirek doubled up his belt, snapping it taut. The sound made her jump. When he touched her now bare backside with the leather she almost jumped out of her skin.

“Relax, Miss Shimmer!” he said firmly, “count each stroke loud and clear, understood?”

“Yes Sir.” she replied. Her pussy was dripping. Her juices were running down her inner thighs in rivulets.

Swish, Twack!

The first stroke hit her skin, making her jump forward. The table creaked loudly. She sucked in a breath as a line of fire blossomed across her butt. It stung something fierce, but it wasn’t as monstrous as she had been fearing. She panted loudly as she rested her face against the cold wood of the table.

“Count them, Miss Shimmer.” Said Tirek.

“One, Sir.” she said hastily.

“Good girl. Now don’t forget again or we’ll start over.”

Swish, Twack!

“T-two, Sir.” she hissed between her teeth as the second stroke joined her bottom, just half an inch below the first.

Swish, Twack!

“Ow, three, Sir.”

Swish, Twack!!

“Haa,” she sucked in a breath, “f-f-four, Sir.”

Swish, Tack! The next stroke landed in the crevice where her buttocks met her thighs. Her hands flew back to rub away the burning sting.

“Hands in front, Miss Shimmer.”

“I’m sorry, Sir.” she said quietly as she slowly removed her hands.

“You also forgot to count. Guess we’ll have to start over.”

“No, Sir, please. It was five, Sir”

He gazed at her sternly. “Very well, I’ll let you off the hook, this time. But if you forget again or your hands stray back there, we’ll start over from scratch, and you earn five extra licks.”

Her cheeks clenched at his threat. “I won’t, Sir. I promise.”

“We shall see.”

Swish, Twack!!! The belt landed with a bit of extra force.

“Yipe, s-s-six, Sir.” she squealed, gripping the table until her knuckles turned white.

“Relax your bottom, Miss Shimmer.”

Slowly Sunset unclenched her cheeks, her head was swimming with conflicting feelings. She didn’t exactly like the pain, but the heat afterwards left her feeling warm to her very core. She was scared, and yet she felt excited and oh so very aroused. And his voice, sweet Celestia, his voice was making her nipples and clit hard enough to cleave diamonds.

‘Oh stars, what is wrong with me. How could I possibly enjoy this?’ her lust addled mind pondered, even as her love tunnel burned with need.

She was so caught up in her own thoughts, the next stroke of the belt caught her completely off guard.

TWACK!

“Aiiee, S-six, I mean seven, SEVEN, Sir.”

He laid the next two strokes on in quick succession. Each one at an angle so they formed an X across the globes of her ass.

“Ow, eight, Sir. YIPE! Nine, Sir.” she answered quickly. Biting through the pain.

“Just one more Sunset. You’re doing very well.”

He made the last stroke a real zinger. Laying it across the center of her ass. As the leather blazed across her bottom, she screwed her eyes shut and bit her lip. A deep growl escaping her throat.

“Ten, thankyou Sir.” she moaned as her body went limp.

She was gushing now. Her bottom was on fire, yet she felt more aroused than she ever had in her life. Her pussy was like a faucet.

“Well done, Miss Shimmer.” his voice rumbled, and she felt a warmth in her chest at his praise.

“Please.” she moaned needily.

“Please what, miss shimmer?”

“Please touch me”

“I don't think that's a good idea.”

“Please, Sir. I need…”

“What do you need, Miss Shimmer?”

“Please…. You know what it is, don't make me say it.”

“But I want to hear you say it.”

She moaned in utter embarrassment. ’You bastard.’ “Please sir, I need to cum. Please.” she groaned, face aflame.

Tirek eyed her glazed honeypot. She was gleaming from her lovely tight snatch to her knees with juices. She was an utter horny mess “I have your permission to touch you?”

“Yes, Sir, please.” she begged hoarsely.

His fingers lightly stroking her outer labia was enough to almost send her over the edge. A loud, lewd squeal of delight escaped her mouth as her pussy quivered. The sensation of someone else’s fingers touching her most intimate of places felt so good.

“You’re leaking quite a bit, Miss Shimmer. You have been for a while now.”

‘Oh celestia, don’t say that.’

“It’s quite the puddle you’re making on my floor. I have half a mind to make you kneel and lick up your mess.”

‘Oh please no, I would die.’ even as she thought that, her inner walls contracted strongly, sending another trickle of juices spilling to the floor.

“Your body seems to like the idea.” He chuckled darkly.

She said nothing, she just hid her face in her hands.

“Spread your legs more.” he commanded, and her body all but leapt to obey.

“Now come for me pet.” he rumbled in her ear as his fingers found her love buzzer, stroking it firmly while his other hand kept up a barrage of light spanks.

And just like that, she was a goner. As if lightning were coursing through her, she went completely rigid, before her arms and legs started to tremble as a powerful orgasm wracked her body. All her jumbled thoughts were obliterated by a wave of pure white bliss. Her snatch contracted powerfully, completely soaking Tireks hand with her juices.

She bonelessly lay across the table, her legs twitching and spasming as she rode out the aftershocks of her orgasm.

However, as the haze of bliss started to clear after several minutes, her fears and doubts came rushing back in. She was overcome by a wave of self loathing and started to shiver as tears leaked from her eyes.

“Hey, what’s wrong?” Tirek asked gently, but she turned her face away.

“D-don't, don’t look at me.” she sobbed.

“Sunset?”

“I’m such a freak.” she whimpered as she tried to wrap her arms around herself.

“Sunset…”

“You must think I’m disgusting.”

His arms suddenly wrapped around her, pulling her up off the table and close against his chest.

“Sunset, look at me.” he said quietly but firmly.

Slowly she lifted her eyes. Her cheeks wet with tears.

“You’re not a freak, Sunset. And you’re not disgusting.”

“But I…”

“Shhh, it's alright.”

“How? How is it alright for me to be turned on by being humiliated and… and having my ass beat raw? How is that okay?”

“Sunset, we don’t get to choose what does and doesn’t turn us on. I know this is all very new to you, but trust me when I say you’re not the only one. There are hundreds, heck thousands of girls just like you, who enjoy a nice hard spanking.”

“But, its not normal.” she protested weakly. Her voice barely coherent.

“And just who decides what is and isn’t normal? If you enjoy it, then that’s all there is to it. It is your body and your choice. As long as it doesn’t harm anyone it’s your business and nobody else’s. You don’t need to feel ashamed because you have these feelings and desires.”

“So… you don’t think I’m disgusting?”

He pulled her closer. “Far from it. In fact I think you’re quite attractive. That fiery hair, and those gorgeous eyes. Whoever lands you as his or her girlfriend will be quite lucky.”

“Even if I like getting my butt whooped?”

“I think that only makes you even better.”

“I just feel so conflicted.” she said miserably, letting her face rest against his chest.

“That’s understandable. You’ve only just taken your first steps on the road to discovering and exploring your fetish. Its normal to feel confused, even scared about it. But you're not the only person who's ever gone through this.”

“I don’t really want to think about it right now.”

“Would you like to cum again instead?”

Her face flushed, but she nodded, already feeling a fresh surge of moisture in her vagina. She let him lead her to the couch.

“Lie back.” he ordered, and she let herself sink into the cushions.

Slowly he spread her legs, exposing her quivering slit. She hid behind her hands as her face tried to copy the color of her ass. Fiery red. She let out a needy moan as his fingers touched her labia, spreading them slowly. She could feel her juices leaking out, trickling down the crack of her ass.

“Please, don’t stare, it's embarrassing.”

“Which only makes you wetter, doesn’t it.” he chuckled darkly. Eliciting a high pitched moan from her.

“Yes.” she admitted grudgingly. He gave her clit a light flick with his finger.

“Manners, Miss Shimmer.”

“Yes, SIR” she ground out between clenched teeth. Her clit was throbbing.

“Good girl. Now lie still.”

She peeked through her fingers as he kneeled between her legs, slowly leaning forward.

‘Oh stars, he’s gonna… gonna...’

His tongue gave her folds an experimental lick, eliciting a loud moan from her. She could feel him lapping slowly at her outer and inner lips, before probing her entrance.

“Hmmm, tangy, salty yet sweet. You are delicious.” he chuckled darkly.

“Uhnn.. d-dont s-say that. It’s embarrassing.” she gasped between moans, enjoying the sensation of his tongue exploring her love tunnel.

One of his hands grabbed her ass, giving her sore cheek a firm squeeze.

“Ow!”

“Do I need to flip you over for a round two reminder, Miss Shimmer?”

“Uhn.. n-no, Sir. I’m sorry.”

“You had best not forget again, or I might just have to tie you down and whip your pussy to make the lesson really stick.”

A shiver of fear and perverse delight ran through her at his words, making her snatch twitch and spasm.

“Does the idea of being tied up excite you? Or is it the thought of this naughty slit getting whipped ‘till its all sore and swollen? Be honest now.” he asked before sucking on her clit.

“Y-yeeeeess, sirrr.” she wailed in pleasure, her hands gripping the couch cushions in a vice like grip. “A-and its b-both, Sir. Oh stars.” She whimpered, hiding her face behind one arm, the other gripping the couch for dear life.

“Both? You really are a kinky girl at heart, aren’t you?” he grinned in between suckles. Her clit was pulsing with the frantic beat of her heart.

“I… I guess so, Sir.” she moaned, barely coherent.

“You guess so?” he said as he slipped one finger into her sopping folds. She was like a furnace on the inside. She rolled her hips fitfully, trying to draw him in deeper. “Sounds to me like you’re not being honest with yourself, Miss Shimmer.”

Her answer was an incoherent series of moans and gasps as his finger gently raked across her velvety insides, searching her anterior wall for that magic spot just below her bladder. Whether through luck or skill he found it, and the pressure he put on it sent her body into a spiral of mind shattering pleasure.

“P-please, im gonna… im gonna.”

“Yes, be a good girl and come for me Sunset.” he cooed, giving the hood of her clit a gentle nibble with his teeth.

Her reply was swallowed in a scream of ecstasy as she rode her second, mind blowing orgasm of the evening. Her head was filled with white noise. A pleasant buzz that drowned out all her worries and insecurities, even as her pussy bathed Tirek’s face in her juices.

She limply fell to her side, her body trembled as she fought to catch her breath. He watched as her pelvis twitched and the petals of her flower spasmed of their own accord. It was quite the lovely sight.

“Thank you.” she moaned through a haze of lustfull bliss. Her voice little more than a raspy croak.

“My pleasure.” he said as he ran a hand across her reddened rump, tracing the marks left by the belt.

“Can… can I get a hug?” she asked quietly, eyes brimming with uncertainty.

In response he sat down next to her on the couch, and gently pulled her in close. She leaned her face into his warm chest and closed her eyes. This was nice. When his hand started to gently brush through her hair, she shivered in delight.

He let her catch her breath for a bit, enjoying the sensation of her warm body pressed against his.

“So how much have you masturbated since you were here last?” he asked after several minutes.

She felt her cheeks heat up. Not saying a word.

“Not going to answer?” He said with a glint in his eye.

“Why are we back to this topic again?”

“It’s nothing to be ashamed of, Sunset.”

“I know… I’m just… not used to talking about such things.”

“Well, no time like the present. So how much?”

She let out a tense moan, “I don’t know.”

“Oh come now, surely you...”

“No, I mean, I lost count.”

A smirk tugged at his lips. “That many huh?”

She nodded, her face nearly as red as her hair.

“I had to change panties more than a few times because they kept getting soaked when I was… daydreaming. You have no idea how hard it’s been to focus on anything the last two weeks.”

“When did you start? I mean besides that time you used the bathroom here.”

She gasped. “You knew?”

“I had a pretty good idea what you were up to in there. You’re not the first girl I’ve spanked who got a little hot under the collar and needed some release afterwards.”

“Oh stars.” she moaned into her hands.

He couldn’t suppress the grin that crawled onto his face. She was just so much fun to tease. “Well?” he asked.

“I.. I masturbated that night, right after I got home.”

“Did it feel good?”

She nodded shyly.

“Any other times?”

“Yes.” she said quietly. “I had trouble focusing. I kept getting distracted and thinking of…” she halted.

“Being spanked?”

She nodded with a little whimper that sounded suspiciously like a little whinny.

“And you said you tried spanking yourself?”

Another nod.

“Did you use any implements?”

She shook her head negative. “No, just my hand.”

“Not quite the same, is it?”

“No, not at all. It just lacks… I don’t know.”

“Spice?” he suggested.

“Something like that.” she agreed with a nod.

They sat in silence for a little while, his hand absently stroking her hair.

“Does it…” she started to ask but stopped.

“Does it what, Sunset?”

“Does it, turn you on? Spanking a girl I mean?” she asked, looking away to hide the heat in her face.

“It does.” he said casually.

“Because you… like hurting them?” she asked uncertainly, not wanting to insult him.

“I don’t enjoy hurting people, Sunset. While there is a certain satisfaction, dare I say thrill to be had in hearing them yelp and moan under the kiss if a whip, it is their submission I enjoy most.”

“I’m sorry, it was a stupid question.”

“Stupid? Nah. A little tactless? Maybe. I don’t suppose your old teacher taught you how to be more tactful.”

“I was never the best student when it came to that particular subject. I've always been kinda brash and brazen.”

“Something we can work on.” he said, giving her bottom a firm pat, causing her to jump and blush a little.

Settling back down, she looked up to him. “So where do we go from here?”

“Well, that depends on you.” he said, “This could be a one time deal, no strings. Or, we could keep going and see where it goes. It’s up to you. I’m not asking to go steady or anything ridiculous like that. Just a simple beneficial arrangement between two friends who happen to enjoy the same things.”

She mulled that over for a bit before asking, “If we continue, will you make me your slave? That's… how this stuff works isn't it?”

“A master and slave relationship is rather... involved. I have no desire to pursue one outside of some bedroom games. Besides, would you want to be my slave? Would you give up all your freedom and independence, obeying me without question night and day and only live for my pleasure?”

Thinking it over, Sunset shook her head. She couldn’t honestly see herself in such a position. She looked at him attentively as he spoke.

“I didn’t think that was for you. When I look into your eyes I see far too much fire inside you to ever agree to such an arrangement. And I wouldn’t want you to. I have no desire to smother that fire. I would rather temper it. So no, I don't want to make you my slave. I do think you would make a good submissive though.”

His hand reached for her face, cupping her cheek as he looked her in the eye.

“Would you like to be my submissive? My naughty little pet?”

“Would I get lots of spankings?” she asked, a bit of that normal boldness she mentioned coming back, even as she leaned into his touch.

“Among other things,” he grinned, “but yes, lots of them.”

Suddenly feeling cheeky she pushed on and asked, “And will you make me cum like you did tonight?”

“When you’ve been a good girl and earned it.” he said as he took hold of her chin with his thumb and index finger, staring into her eyes. His own were like smoldering embers. There was something almost predatory in them that made her heart race.

Her pussy answered for her. Twitching with desire even as a shiver of delight went down her spine.

“I think… I would like that.” she said bashfully.

“Are you absolutely sure?” he asked.

“Why wouldn’t I be?”

“Even with a head full of teenage hormones and thinking with your clit, you must have noticed that I'm quite a bit older than you.”

“I don’t care. I’ve always liked older… men.” she caught herself, almost having said stallions.

“Most girls would prefer younger men. Plus I’m rather rough around the edges.”

“I’m not most girls.” She smirked. “Plus I think you’re ruggedly handsome.”

“Quite the flatterer too.” he grinned.

“Don’t forget beautiful, smart and dead sexy.” she quipped.

“Modest too.”

She didn’t reply, just smiled innocently. Or tried to anyway, but it came out as a cheeky smirk instead..

“Would you like to freshen up a bit?”

“Actually, if it’s alright, I’d like to stay like this for a bit longer.”

“That’s fine with me, Sunset.” He grumbled in approval.

“I wish I’d brought some fresh underwear though. I do not relish putting mine back on, they are completely soaked through.”

“You don’t have to worry about that, I’m confiscating this pair anyway.”

“W-what? I can’t go home commando!”

“You sure can. Consider it your first lesson in obedience and humility.” He deadpanned with a smirk.

Sunset let out an embarrassed groan. 'Bastard’.