Paige was a professional escort…with an attitude that had cost her a few positions. She was good at her job but was lippy with the clients sometimes. At her current job she had gone out with a very important client who had tried to grope her in the limo and she punched him the face, breaking his nose. He reported her, and though he had no right to grope her, Paige was also at fault for punching him and breaking his nose.
This was costing the company big bucks to keep this incident quiet. After Paige was called on the carpet for this incident, she was given two options: She could either pay out the money the company did for his silence, or she could spend two hours with The Enforcer. Paige choose the latter because she figured using her womanly wiles she could charm him into bed and give him such a good time he would report to the company that the problem had been dealt with.
It was early Saturday morning, and Paige was sitting on her front steps waiting for him to pick her up so they could go to his cabin. At the appointed time he pulled into the driveway, waiting for Paige to make her way over to his truck but she just sat on the porch steps. He blew the horn twice and then rolled down the window and yelled, “Paige, get your ass in the truck. Don’t make me come get you.”
“Alright,” Paige said as she meandered over to his truck, taking her time. She opened the door and pulled herself into the cab, shut the door, and fastened the seat belt. “What is your name or do you get called The Enforcer?”
“My name is Cal.”
They drove out of town for several miles until reaching a dirt road that had a gate across the access with a sign that simply stated “Private Property.”
“Here,” he said handing her the key for the gate lock. “Unlock it and then you can relock it once I get through.”
Paige looked at the keys in his hand and said, “Do it yourself. You did not pay for me to do your work.”
“Don’t make this any harder on yourself,” he said, “I have already been given my instructions as to how I am to deal with you. You don’t want to add to it.”
She just sat there, ignoring him and the keys. Finally he put the truck in park, and got out to unlock the gate. Once he was through, he left the gate unlocked, figuring that they would be leaving in a little bit. It would not take long to deliver her punishment. Once at the small cabin he turned off the truck and said to Paige, “Get your ass out of that truck, NOW!”
He was up on the porch waiting for her to join him. Not saying a word, he pulled his belt free from the loops on his jeans and started back toward the truck. As he approached the truck, Paige swung the door open and jumped out, slamming the door behind her. She ran over and threw herself in Cal’s arms, rubbing her body seductively against his crouch. Peeling her off him, he grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled her up the stairs.
Before she could even say a word, Paige found herself bent over the porch railing, his left hand on her waist holding her down. “This is what happens when you raise the ire of the company and me. Raising the belt he brought it down twice on Paige’s ass, causing her to yelp a little in pain.
“I don’t think you are getting a good taste of the belt through those jeans,” Cal said, and he reached under her and unfastened her jeans. Still holding her tight, he eased her jeans down, revealing a very shapely ass covered in very thin, lacy blue panties. Smoothing her panties over her ass, he retrieved the belt from where he had hung it over the railing. Getting it folded in half again was a challenge doing it one-handed, but Cal managed. He took a moment to admire her ass then he brought his belt down twice on her ass, causing her to do a little dance of pain on the porch. Paige tried to move her arms to protect her ass but could not do it because they were on the outside of the rail.
Cal dropped the belt on the porch and ripped her panties off, revealing an ass with four stripes across it. He then raised his hand and brought it down again and again until her ass was bright red and very sore.
“Are you going to straighten up and follow the rules Paige?” Cal asked
“Yes,” she said softly
Cal let her up and said, “I don’t want to have to bring you out here again because it will be worse the next time.”
Paige stepped out of her jeans, then took off her shirt and bra along with her sandals and walked into the cabin. Cal followed and found Paige in his bed on her knees with her ass in the air. He needed no other invitation and he quickly unzipped his jeans and released his thick, six-inch cock. When he ran his fingers down her slit, Cal found that she was quite wet. Dipping his fingers in her pussy, he fingered her and rubbed her clit. Then using Paige’s juices, he lubricated his cock. Spreading her pussy lips, he gently eased his cock inside, filling and stretching her. Placing his hands on her hips, he began to pump her hard, his stomach hitting her sore ass with each thrust. Paige was so turned on that within minutes her body began to hum, throb, and twitch. She reached under her and massaged her clit.
Cal began to pump harder as he neared his own release. Paige let out a cry as an intense orgasm rushed over her body, causing a momentary blackout and fireworks. Within seconds Cal found his release, shooting deep inside her. He stayed where he was for a few minutes, then pulled out and went to clean up. When he came back, Paige was dressed and ready to leave.
“I will have to raise the ire of the company and you again so I will be brought out her for another spanking,” Paige said with a wicked grin on her face as she climbed into the truck.
