"Get on your hands and knees, ass in the air. Door unlocked/open."
"Yes sir."
"Do you have an iPhone 5 charger?"
"Yes."
As I waited for him, I didn't think anything of the charger. We have the same phone so I figured he needed to charge his phone. I grew a little nervous and I heard him come into the room. I wanted to turn around and look at him, but I knew that wasn't a good idea so I stayed put. I heard him settle in and I felt his cold hands against my warm back, sending chills up my spine. He gave me a couple spanks and I heard him fidget with my charger. All of a sudden, I felt a sharp snap against my ass. It felt like the cane so I had assumed that it was a cane. As he continued, I realized that it wasn't a cane, but my iPhone charger. And it was wicked.
"Do you want a break or do you want more?"
"More please."
Even as I was crying out because it stung, I couldn't get enough. Soon after he swung harder and I was begging for him to stop. He gave me a couple more, and finally stopped.
He plugged in his phone and said...
"Get your head to the edge of the bed."
