Chapter 49

... I pour icy champagne down the length of my Master's back. He yelps, standing suddenly, bolt upright. I collapse into a fit of giggles, making no resistance as my Master grabs me and spins me, bending me over the back of a chair, pulling my ass up and out. Looking backwards through the waterfall of my long red hair, I catch a glimpse of his expression; laughing/stern. He tries to maintain his poise and authority, but is having difficulty.

His hand sweeps down on my derriere, slapping hard against one cheek, making me gasp and jump. But my pussy flutters a welcome.

"That, Elizabeth," he says "Was very naughty. I am going to have to change my plans on what I had in mind for you today."

"I'm sorry Master." I splutter to stop myself from laughing. "It seemed like a good idea at the time."

Slap! The hand comes down on the other cheek, stinging. "I'm not going to stop this now," he continues, "Until your rear end matches your hair."

Since my hair is brilliantly red, my butt is i