I smacked her other thigh, harder this time.The sound echoed about the bedroom.

She bit down on her bottom lip but still shedidn’t fold her legs.

“Not bad,” I said. “Ithink you’ve earned my fingers again.”

So I gave them to her, sliding all threeinside her pussy. They went in even easier than they had earlier.Apparently getting smacked around turned Jamie on just as much as agood finger-banging.

I put my left foot up on the bed and leanedforward, altering the angle of penetration and allowing me to slidemy fingers even deeper inside her. I pushed them in until they werewell past the knuckles and held them there as her pussy clenchedtight.

“Holyfuckingshit,” Jamiesaid as I started sliding them back and forth deep inside her,exploring her insides. Her legs were quivering but she held ontight, not letting them falter.

I hammered my fingers into her, trying toget Jamie to cave, but still she held her legs to the side, herknees locked out and her thighs rock-hard. My head was right abovehers and she stared up at me, her eyes laced with defiance even asthe rest of her features gave in to the pleasure. She was intent onoutlasting me, taking as much as I could give her without foldingagain.

There was no way that was going to happen,of course. I still had a couple tricks up my sleeve. It was time Ibroke one out.

While my right hand still pounding away ather pussy, I reached down with my left and tore her blouse open,popping the buttons off and exposing her firm, perky littletits.

I groped one for a moment, then pinched thenipple. Jamie gasped but didn’t relax her legs. I gave her otherbreast the same treatment. She reacted the same way, still not evencoming close to collapsing her legs.

“Not bad,” I said. “Notbad at all.”

Jamie didn’t reply. All her energy was beingspent keeping her legs tight. But she did glare up at me with anevil look while her breath escaped from her mouth in shallowgasps.

“You do realize you can’twin,” I said. “You’re going to fold again eventually.”

“Not if I can help it,”she said, her voice a raspy, wheezing mess.

 “Then I guess I’lljust have to make it so you can’t help it,” I said.

“Go ahead and try,” shespat out.

I laughed softly. Jamie certainly was quitethe trooper. Most women would have folded long ago. But I didn’ttell her that, of course. To do so would ruin the mood.

“If you insist,” I saidinstead. Then I let my hand wander up her chest to herthroat.

Jamie’s eyes widened slightly. Whether itwas in surprise or pleasure I wasn’t sure. Not that it mattered atthis point.

Still continuing to bang her pussy with myfingers, I gripped her throat between my thumb and forefinger andstarted to squeeze.

Jamie’s face turned red from the lack ofoxygen, then started to go pale. But still she held on, keeping herlegs tight by sheer willpower alone. But it was only a matter oftime until her body gave in, even if her mind didn’t. Fifteenseconds later the time came.

Her eyelids fluttered and then started toclose. She released her hold on her heels and her arms flopped downonto the bed, followed by her legs.

I released her throat but continued slammingmy fingers inside of her pussy as she came back to the wakingworld. The transition must have been an intense one, as an orgasmrocked her body shortly after I let go of her throat.

She bucked against my hand a couple oftimes, then tensed up, her pussy squeezing the blood from myfingers. She reached out and grabbed my arm with both of her handsand held it in place, deep inside of her.

“Don’t move,” she saiddesperately, still short of air. “Don’t you dare fuckingmove.”

I almost pulled my fingersout of her to pay her back for what she’d done earlier that day (ifshe’d been telling me the truth, of course) but ultimately decidedthat would be taking things toofar.

Her body seemed to freeze in place for justa moment, then released just as quickly. A torrent of juices camepouring out of her pussy, drenching my hand and wrist. She moanedand cursed under her breath as her entire body quivered andshook.

“Holyfuckingshit,” Jamiesaid, turning it into one long word. She released my arm and triedto refill her body with air.

“I take it you likedthat?” I said.

Eyes wide, she nodded vigorously.

Smiling, I pulled my fingers out of Jamie’spussy. They were shining with her juices, glistening in the light.I admired them for a moment then said, “Open your mouth. I want youto taste yourself.”

She did so without comment. Smiling, infact.

I slipped all three fingers into Jamie’smouth and she licked them clean, staring right at me the entiretime. After I’d pulled them back out I told her to grab ahold ofher ankles once again.

“Whatever you say,” shereplied.

I tilted my head slightly. “Not even acursory protest?” I asked.

“After making me cum thathard? You can do whatever you want to me and I won’t complain,”Jamie said.

 “That’s all ittakes?” I said. “One little orgasm and you’re putty in myhands?”

“It wasn’t little by anymeans,” she said. “But yeah, basically that’s all it takes. You dome right and I’ll do you right.”

“But what if I want you tostill be a punk?”

“Then I will,” she said.“But earlier you said you wanted tonight to be real, not some game,right?”

I reluctantly nodded. She had me there.

“Well, this is real,”Jamie said.

“Fair enough,” I said,deflated a little bit.

“What’s the matter?” shesaid.

I shrugged. “I don’t know. I guess I wasjust enjoying treating you like shit earlier.”

“Who says you can’tstill?”

“I could,” I said. “But itwouldn’t be the same.”

“Of course it would,”Jamie said. “The only difference would be that I’d be telling youhow much I like getting smacked around instead of pretending like Idon’t.”

“So you actuallydo like it?”

“I fucking love it,” Jamiesaid. She grabbed her heels and spread her legs wide, holding themtight. “This is how you wanted me, right?”

I nodded and slipped my cock into her. Itfelt great, especially after so much foreplay leading up to thismoment, but I simply wasn’t as into it as I was earlier. DespiteJamie’s insistence that she still wanted it rough, I was havingtrouble getting back into the mood. The momentum had beenquelled.

Jamie sensed my reluctance and took mattersinto her own hands. Literally. She released her hold on her heelsand brought her arms back towards her chest.

While I continued sliding my cock in and outof her, Jamie grabbed one of her tits in each hand and started toplay with them. At first she groped and fondled them, but it wasn’tlong before she was attacking her nipples, squeezing and rubbingthem between her fingertips until they were hard, and then goingafter them even more aggressively.

I watched, transfixed, as she started tosmack her own tits, slapping them hard enough to make herselfflinch. I was definitely starting to get back into the mood.

“You like that, don’tyou?” Jamie said, her eyes locked on mine. “You like watching mesmack myself around.”

I nodded.

“Come on,” she said. “Giveit a try.”

I reached out and gave one of her tits ahalf-hearted smack.

“You can do better thanthat,” she said, her voice laced with disappointment.

I slapped her tit again, putting a littlemore force into it.

“Don’t hold back,” shesaid. “Smack me like you mean it.”

So I slapped her tit again, even harder thistime.

“Harder,” shesaid.

I did.

“Harder!” she said,slapping her other tit as she spoke, putting my smack toshame.

I slapped her again, making her flinch.

“That’s it,” she said,biting down on her bottom lip. “Just like that.”

I smacked her tit again. And again. Andagain. I was starting to get back into the groove, moving fasteragainst her, giving her more and more of my cock.