Buffy gasped as she was draped over his lap, her hands bound behind her. She could feel him hard against her, something nearly drove her mad all on its own. She'd understood his reasoning behind giving up control like this and loving every second of it, but to actually experience like she was now was incredible.
"You're gonna make me-" Buffy began to ask, just to clarify she'd understood his instruction when his hand connected with her bottom and she lost the words. The cry that escaped her lips wasn't due to the pain so much as the surprise and, well, the pleasurable sensation it caused her. She could feel herself growing very wet very quickly as she almost forgot to count. "O-one," she managed right as the hand connected again a second time. "Two!"