Mistress' red, manicured nails dig into his flesh as she bends him over her knee, his ass cheeks clenching in anticipation of the spanking he knows is coming. She runs her hand over his smooth skin, her touch both soothing and threatening, before she raises her hand and brings it down hard, the sound of skin on skin filling the room. He gasps, his cock twitching at the sudden contact, as she continues to spank him, her rhythm steady and unyielding. His ass turns a delightful shade of red, her handprints clearly visible, as she continues to punish him, her voice a low purr as she tells him how much he enjoys being her little bitch. She suddenly stops, her hand resting on his sore ass, and commands him to stand. He does so, his cock straining against his pants, as she slowly unbuttons her blouse, revealing her lacy bra and the promise of more pleasures to come.