"No!" she said a bit franticly.
With a soft chuckle he continued reading. His demands for Alice to submit as promised were met with steadfast, almost hysterical refusal. His lust for tormenting the poor girl was exciting Pepper, and the hand that slipped under her blouse to caress her breast only enflamed her. She was pressing her bottom against his erection in an open display of desire. There was a muffled groan behind her that certainly wasn't a part of the story.
Suddenly Pepper's back arched and all her muscles seized painfully. She pressed her breast into the palm of his hand and almost sobbed with need.
Her reader paused briefly and leaned his head between her shoulders. "You're so sensitive…" he whispered. Then he dropped his hand down to her belly and stroked her silky skin as if to calm her, and began to read.
When it became apparent that Alice was going to receive a whipping, Pepper was beside herself with lust. As he described how Alice was restrained to display her so vulnerably and how lustful he was at the sight, Pepper began to squirm in discomfort.
"And what about you, My Dear?" her reader whispered in her ear, his breath hot against the sensitive skin of her neck. "By all that squirming I can only assume you also need a bit of chastisement." His teeth grazed her neck, catching a bit of flesh between them.
"Is that why you are squirming all over my cock, hmmm?" A rush of heat flooded her cheeks at his coarse words. "Do you need to be spanked too?" his hand slid under her bottom, his fingers digging into the flesh of her cheek. She nodded, too embarrassed to use her voice.
"Up." He helped her to her feet and led her around the chair. "Bend over the arm and put your head down in the seat." He instructed.
Pepper's heart thundered in her chest as she followed his instructions. All doubts about the fact that they were strangers disappeared when he leaned over her, his cock pressing against her bottom as he pried her hands from the arm of the chair and folded them behind her head.
He ran his hands down her back in a slight massage to help her relax. Her fingers clenched reflexively in her hair when he lifted her skirt up over her hips. His hands slid over the short black slip and caressed her bottom. With a groan he gripped her hips and ground against her with need. Then just as suddenly he stepped back and pushed her slip up to join her skirt. His hand passed over her bottom again before slowly sensuously dragging her panties from her hips and sliding them down her legs. "Lift your foot, please." He tapped her ankle with his fingers until she lifted one foot then the other. "Spread your legs please," his voice sounded a bit hoarse and Pepper was happy she wasn't the only one affected by all this.
Pepper moved her feet just inches apart.
"Further." He whispered, and her feet parted a little more.
"Further," he instructed his voice firm. Reluctantly, Pepper shifted her stance so her legs were as wide as she imagined Alice's legs would be. It felt so decadent.
"Perfect," announced the voice behind her. He took one long look at her bare bottom and exposed pussy framed by her skirt and her thigh highs and high heeled shoes.