“Whose ass were you admiring when I wasn’t there?”
Mayor Humphrey Brandville smiled as he let Mandy into his mansion. He was finishing out his 4th term as the Mayor of a very small town in Maine. The only reason they had let him have four terms was because he was the best damn Mayor Littlefork, Maine had ever seen. Plus, no one wanted to run against him. The town also had a population of 263, which complicated things when it came to finding candidates to run for political office. So there he was, the town Mayor, probably forever. He liked to call himself “The King”. His constituents thought it was a clever joke. Humphrey wasn’t joking.
“Would you like some wine?” Humphrey motioned to two crystal glasses on the mantle, already filled.
“You know what I like,” Mandy quipped as she took off her long, cheetah fur coat, a gift from “The King” himself.
Humphrey took the coat and placed it on the couch. “And you know what I like.” He started to wrap his arms around Mandy’s waist.
She stopped him with a swift move of her soft hand and spun around. “First, payment.”
Mandy was proud to be a sex worker; she was honestly the best, most respected one in town. Again, a town with a population of 263, but talent was talent. And she really was quite exquisite at her craft.
Humphrey pulled out the crisp hundred dollar bills and counted each one out until Mandy was satisfied.
“Good. Now take your clothes off and stand in the corner.”
“What?” Humphrey was a bit confused; normally he was the one who called the shots.
“You heard me. Get your fucking ass naked and stand in the corner. Or I guess that’s the way you like to talk to women you don’t even know. Is that true?”
Humphrey burst into a fit of laughter. “Oh, you must be referring to that news piece that came out about my comment to that woman on the street. Yeah, sure, I said ‘nice ass’. But I was just playing! Plus, I’m the Mayor, you know? She probably loved it.”
Mandy was unmoved. “That woman was my mom you fucking asshole.”
“Well, your mom is hot.”
Humphrey felt the white hot pain on his cheek from the quick slap of Mandy’s hand.
“What…what the fuck?”
“You are a disrespectful, power hungry ass. Take your fucking clothes off.”
Humphrey did as he was told. He was confused. Why was Mandy taking this so seriously? Why had the “ass” comment even been made newsworthy? And why, after all this humiliation, did he have a gigantic, throbbing erection?
“Now stand in the corner, face to the wall. And stay there.”
After a few silent minutes, Mandy finally told him he could turn around. She sized him up from head to toe. Humphrey stood before her, naked, scared, and still quite aroused. She motioned towards the Mayor. “Lay on my lap.”
Face down, Humphrey lay like a bad boy about to receive his punishment. Mandy swiftly lifted her hand high in the air, and landed her palm right on the Mayor’s ass, hard. He winced, but knew he had to take it.
And he took it. For what seemed like hours, Mandy spanked the Mayor until he just couldn’t bear it anymore. She heard him trying to hide his whimpering cries as she looked down at his swollen, red butt cheeks.
“Oh Mandy p…please. I’m sorry I was disrespectful to your mother. And… I was just being a dick.”
“Ok. You can get up now.”
“Oh, thank you.” The Mayor stood up, still shaking from the hard beating; still extremely aroused from the anticipation.”
“Speaking of ‘dick’,” Humphrey offered, smiling, “Maybe you can… suck mine?”
Mandy smiled wickedly. “Or maybe I tie you up to that chair, you and your giant erection, and I leave the room. When I come back, I might get on top of you with my wet pussy, and ride you until you cum hard and deep inside me. But I need some time to think about it. Deal?”
Humphrey nodded excitedly as Mandy pulled out a long scarf and tied him to the chair next to his large mahogany desk. She stood over him before continuing.
“I’m going to step out of the room now, and think about your apology. So now you’ll just have to wait for me to fuck you.”
The Mayor nodded enthusiastically. He couldn’t believe he hadn’t already burst. He had never been this hard in his life. But now, he just needed to wait. Mandy was in charge. And for the first time the Mayor like the idea of someone else telling him what to do.
He also hoped she’d be back in at least four hours, because if he still had an erection he might need medical attention, according to the warning on that commercial where the couple is windsurfing.