A Dirty Dancing Spanking- Part 2
The conclusion to A Dirty Dancing Spanking. If you missed the first one, you can find it here.
What the hell did he think he was doing? Baby struggled against Johnny's grip as he peppered her panty clad bottom with stinging smacks. He had pushed her flowy skirt up over her back and she could feel the cool air kiss the backs of her thighs, making the fire he was setting on her backside seem all the hotter.
“Stop!” she yelled out. He kept up his pace, as if he didn't even hear her. Baby's breathing became frantic, she felt trapped and powerless. She couldn't struggle enough to break free and Johnny wasn't listening to her protests. Just when she thought she might lose it, the fear completely taking over her body, he stopped. His spanks became caresses, rubbing the spots he had just punished. Baby found herself relaxing into him, settling down across his lap. Then she remembered that he was a jerk.
“What the hell was that?” She fought to keep her voice from shaking. She started to push herself up, but Johnny held her down with a hand on her upper back.
“Stay right where you are,” he commanded. His other hand continued to stroke her warm cheeks, occasionally kneading and squeezing them. Baby squeezed her eyes shut as she felt her core grow hot and wet. How could she possibly be enjoying this? All the more reason to strengthen her resolve and stay away from this man, he made her body respond in ways she just didn't understand.
“Will you at least tell me what's going on?” she asked.
“I'm spanking you. Haven't you ever had a spanking before?” She could hear the amusement in his voice.
“No,” she answered and tried to swing her leg up to kick him, but he had her pinned between his legs so she didn't have a great range of motion.
“Why am I not surprised by that?” He sounded more like he was talking to himself rather than her and this time he couldn't keep the laughter out of his voice.
“Let me up,” she started struggling against him again.
“Will you remember to let me lead?” Johnny punctuated his question with a hard smack and she let out a yelp. “Will you stop acting like such a brat?” His hand came down again and she fisted the sheets on the bed.
“No! Yes?” Her mind was swirling. She still wasn't over the shock that he was spanking her, and it hurt! But at the same time she liked having his hands on her and when he had paused to rub her bottom it made her feel so cherished.
Johnny chuckled at her indecisive answer. “You're still not listening to what I'm saying.” He hooked his fingers in the elastic of her panties and slid them down to her thighs.
“Ahh,” Baby said. Letting out sounds of protest as she threw her hand back to cover her now naked ass. He caught her hand in his and pinned it to her lower back, causing her to feel further trapped.
“Please,” she squeaked out as his hand came down on her bare skin. She wouldn't have thought that her thin underwear had been serving as much protection from his swats, but the sensation was completely different on her nakedness. Resigned to the fact that Johnny wasn't going to let her up until he felt he was finished, she tried to remain in place, only wiggling around when he spanked the same spot more than twice in a row.
She thought for sure he was never going to stop, but then he slowed down his rhythm. He was using the same intensity, but now he was pausing in between spanks to rub her heated cheeks. She reveled in the feeling and started letting out little moans as he rubbed.
“I'm sorry,” she said. She felt his hand in her hair and he tugged it slightly to the side so she would turn her face towards him. “I'm sorry if you felt like I wasn't listening.”
Johnny gently pulled her up from her position and she moved to stand, but he brought her right back down to sitting on his thigh. “Come here,” he said, wrapping an arm around her waist and pulling her in close to him. He brought his mouth down to hers, kissing her with a passion and intensity that she wasn't expecting. He broke away and looked at her.
“Will you start listening to me now?” His possessive grip on her and his stern look were enough to make her knees turn to jelly. She nodded her head in agreement.
“And will you stop yelling at me?” Johnny asked.
“You yelled first,” she pointed out, her tone coming out a little more snappish than she meant it to. At his answering glare she shifted her bottom against his leg and the sting reminded her that she wasn't in the ideal position to argue.
“Fine, can we agree we were both out of line?” His expression softened a bit. She shrugged her shoulders, not about to agree to any wrong doing when he just spanked her against her will. Even though it wasn't an entirely unenjoyable experience, she still wasn't admitting she was wrong.
“I admit I was frustrated when I felt like you weren't listening,” he said, then he kissed her just below her ear and whispered, “I'm sorry.”
“For spanking me?” She pulled back so she could look at him.
“No,” he said as he shook his head and laughed, “you needed that. I'm sorry for yelling.”
“I'm not,” she said.
“You're not?” He questioned and raised his eyebrows at her.
“Nope,” Baby answered, “if you yell at me, I'm going to yell back.”
“Really?” Johnny shifted her back a little bit so he could slip a hand under her chastened bottom. She let out a whimper when he squeezed.
She tried to push his arm away but he didn't let go. “It's not fair that you'd spank me because you're angry I yelled. You yelled too, so I should spank you now.” She crossed her arms across her chest and stuck her chin out. Trying her best to look proud, even while this man was holding her well- spanked ass in his hand.
“You're adorable when you're trying to make an argument out of nothing.” He leaned in and kissed the tip of her nose. “And I didn't spank you because you yelled at me, I was just suggesting that maybe we should both try to stop yelling at each other.”
She rolled her eyes at him, “Well then why the hell did you spank me? What are you mad at me about?”
“I told you, you needed it,” Johnny said, “you couldn't get out of your own head. You just needed to refocus and recenter yourself. I just helped a little bit. Do you feel better?”
Baby stopped to think, he spanked her to make her feel better? That made absolutely no sense to her. But before where she had felt nervous and stressed out over trying to remember the routine and the steps, she felt much calmer, her thinking more aligned.
She looked up at him in surprise. “So you're not mad at me?”
He shook his head, “You'll know when I'm mad.” He smiled at her, “That was nothing.”
Baby opened her mouth in shock. “What do you mean 'I'll know when you're mad'? You aren't ever doing that again.”
“I'm not?” He was mocking her with his question, but she shook her head no. “Hmm, I think I probably will.”
Before she had a chance to fight him, he had her flipped back over his knee, pinned in the same position she was in earlier.
“And if I'm really upset with you, it will probably feel more like this.” Johnny brought his hand down harder than any of the spanks he had given her before. It took her breath away and she jumped at the connection. He brought his hand down again, just as hard, on her other cheek. If she had thought the first spanking was hard this quickly brought it into perspective.
“Please, don't,” she pleaded. He rubbed his hand across the sting he had just laid down. Her face flushed when she felt his hand slip between her legs, discovering her secret wetness.
“I don't think you hated it as much as you say,” he said.
She froze, not knowing what to say. What kind of a freak was she that this turned her on?
Johnny lifted her and laid her down on the bed, bringing himself down on top of her.
“What have I done to you?” he asked as he trailed kisses down her neck.
Baby let out a sigh. “I think you've corrupted me in all the best possible ways.”
Hope you enjoyed my little fantasy scene. Any suggestions for the movie I should add a spanking to next month? I have a few in mind, but I'd love to hear what you guys think!