Post Number: 122
|Posted on Friday, March 09, 2007 - 01:34 pm: ||
This one's short, but sweet. And they needed to get past this scene...
Let me know what you think.
After what seemed a small eternity to Szymbal, the rhythm slowed and stopped. As she became aware of the change in momentum, she started to breathe again. She had been so busy gasping and squirming, trying to get her bottom away from the burning wrath of his hand, that she had forgotten to breathe. She drew in a couple of ragged breaths, and sniffled.
Derek took out the bottle of lotion provided by the hotel. The coolness of the lotion shocked his hand; he smiled thinking how much stronger the feeling was going to be on Szymbal’s reddened bottom. He slowly lowered his hand to her scarlet behind, and began to rub in small circles, softly at first, then more firmly. At the first touch she gasped, and jumped, involuntarily moving away from the crystalline cold caress. Then as she settled, she felt the relief seep into her skin, and deeper.
“Oh my, that feels sooo good” she murmured. “Thank you…. Please don’t stop. It makes the hurt go away.”
“Oh, sweet thing. I never wanted to hurt you, I hope you know that” he whispered. “I have been watching you, wanting you, for months now. And then I saw how you changed, how you seemed to be missing something, needing something in your life. I wanted to be the person to help you, but I wasn’t sure you were ready, I wasn’t sure you would let me.”
Szymbal started to cry, softly at first, then more unrestrainedly. She had not shed a tear throughout the whole session, but now, realizing that he really had been trying to help her, that he had wanted to for so long, realizing that she was not alone in this ordeal anymore, realizing that she finally had someone to lean on she let go. As her body shook and the sobs wracked her, freeing her spirit, he clung to her and held her, waiting for her to find peace.
Hoping that when she did, she would still have enough energy left to have a little fun…
Post Number: 225
|Posted on Friday, March 09, 2007 - 09:24 pm: ||
Good Story Badgirl.
"Success in almost any field depends more on energy and drive than it does on intelligence."
Post Number: 40
|Posted on Saturday, March 10, 2007 - 04:39 pm: ||
Sweet story, Badgirl.
But are you teasing your readers? Stopping when you hardly have begun.
Post Number: 137
|Posted on Saturday, March 10, 2007 - 05:25 pm: ||
Awww, Chrissie, teasing is at least half the fun.
The longer you wait, the more you'll enjoy it.
Post Number: 547
|Posted on Sunday, March 11, 2007 - 06:34 pm: ||
Nice badgirl,Very short and sweet!
Post Number: 4
|Posted on Sunday, April 15, 2007 - 09:33 pm: ||
That's very good badgirl. That's exactly what I hope to find some day. Someone who will see what I'm missing without me telling him. Man, that would be sweet.
Post Number: 5
|Posted on Sunday, April 15, 2007 - 09:34 pm: ||
(Message edited by tammynx on April 19, 2007)
Post Number: 256
|Posted on Monday, April 16, 2007 - 11:26 am: ||
Good job badgirl! Well done.
Some day you'll spank me... er thank me for this!