A moment’s span provided the answer as Spencer bit down hard and the girl gasped for breath. Her hands moved away from Ashley’s; there was no struggle. Ashley knew better than that. Spencer’s tongue kept working its way up and down her neck and Ashley could do nothing but moan softly. The girl’s hands travelled up from under her dress, beneath her bra, to twist her nipples in circles. Ashley’s panting only grew louder until, just like that, Spencer pulled away.

Wide-eyed and trembling, Ashley stared at her. Damn it. This happened when things were going to get particularly rough.

"Go to the bedroom," she said in that voice, the one that made Ashley weak in the knees. Why did she have to be so hot? When she got that commanding there was no resisting her. If she tried there’d be spanking. Of course, she liked spanking, but that was another matter altogether.

"Yes, mistress," she said, and did as she was told. To her surprise, Spencer didn’t immediately follow–or at least, she didn’t hear her follow. All she heard was another command called from the kitchen:

"Take everything off, bend over, and close your eyes."

She frowned a bit. Honestly, watching Spencer’s face as each piece of clothing came off was a lot of fun, but if it’d been commanded, there was no refusing. She got everything off quickly enough and followed directions. Her heart was hammering in her chest; what was that girl up to? And how long would it take? Ashley was already wet and aching. It didn’t take much to get her going when Spencer was being demanding.

She didn’t have long to wait. Just as Ashley’s thoughts began to wander, she was slammed against the bed.Spencer’s hand came down hard on her ass; she gasped again.

"Are you mine?"

"Yes," she whimpered. Fuck, this was hot. Barely a second after her answer, Spencer spanked her again, harder this time.

"I said, are you mine?"

"Yes!" Ashley said, her reply mingling with her moaning. Two more spanks in quick succession and she was almost ready to start begging. Her pussy was soaking wet already; she was going crazy with all this build up.

"So you’re going to be a good little slut, and take whatever I give you?"