I knew she had a boyfriend, but I hit on her anyway...

One day last year I returned a borrowed textbook to this girl in my class, Kendra. Unfortunately I had spilled coffee on the cover and so I apologized for this while returning the book. She looked annoyed and then said, "Well I'll give you a beating later." We had a friendly, semi-sarcastic rapport, so I jokingly said "your place or mine, honey?" She smirked and said nothing.

The next day Kendra and her roommates were drinking at the bar together. I knew Kendra had a boyfriend out of town but I started hitting on her anyway. Eventually I decided to walk her home since our townhouses were next to each other.

She invited me in. No roommates were home and we started making out. Kendra was hot. Her dark luxurious hair, hot mouth, and perky breasts filled my world. Things were going great until suddenly ahe frowned and pushed me away.

"Know what you need?" she whispered. "You need to be punished" She stared at me.

There was no joking in her eyes.

I was shocked, but still having fun. I made no protest as she pushed me down on the bed, and slid her belt out of its loops.

Smack! She tapped me tentatively on the seat of my jeans.

Smack! She slapped harder. I was getting rock hard.

Smack! Smack! Smack! The doubled-up belt lit a fire on the backside of my jeans.

After a few more rounds, she lowered the belt. We were both really turned on. I grabbed her and we ripped each other's clothes off. Now it was my turn to take control. I did her in every conceivable position, her thong wrapped around my fist like a trophy.

It was pretty hot; I could faintly hear the swat of the belt as I walked home that night. If her roommates overheard anything or otherwise knew I got a spanking from their cheating roomie, I never caught wind of it.

That was the first and last time I hooked up with Kendra.