I turned around in his arms to speak. “Punish me, Jon,” I said, with a little more volume to my voice, but there was a clear intent that communicated the true desire.
He smiled euphoric. As we moved toward the decks below, Jon hurriedly took me naked into the bowels of his ship. Leading me to a locked door, I furtively looked about hoping no one would find me like this. With the closet door unlocked, Jon and I slipped inside. When the door closed behind us it was pitch black and a sudden fear shot up my spine.
An instant later there was the gleam of a flashlight burning, almost as brightly as Jon’s own devious smile. He sat on a barrel and pulled me over his knees. Quickly, a menacing-looking leather appeared in his hand, and the thing swiftly came down on my ass cheeks. I cried immediat
