Ruth's Therapy - S01 E65

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Ruth's Therapy - S01 E65

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 65

Ruth wanted to argue. To save her poor flesh. But what good would begging do? Instead she howled in pain as he slapped her almost brutally. Ruth had no idea how much that encouraged Mr Burns. Her tears were falling freely and it was lucky for Ruth that Mr Burns could not see.

"You take it up the arse. But never from your husband."

He spanked her savagely twice more. The skin was a deep shade of red. But the flesh still bounced marvelously. This bitch truly had kept herself in the best shape.

"You eat another woman's snatch at your leisure."

Another two brutal slaps rained down on poor Ruth. The agony seemed never-ending. The tears would not stop falling from her eyes. She could not imagine how she had found herself in this position. Therapy had been hard -- yet always pleasurable. She cursed herself for her wanton lust, for so freely becoming a slut. And she knew that Mr Burns was right. The cruel pain was like a kind of redemption. This was a price she had to pay.

"Almost done for today," he said, trying to sound calm. "And tonight you will face your husband with the knowledge you've paid your debts -- for now."

The rest of her spanking was slower, more deliberate -- and no less savage. The wiry, older man had still more power in his arm and now, pressing harder between her shoulders, he gave four, savage, well-spaced blows to the red, hot flesh of the slutty wife as she lay helpless across his lap. Her screams of pain were well-earned and he could hear her crying. The sight of her glowing bum was a triumph for Mr Burns. His hard cock was proof of that. And he hoped that the good Doctor would send this harlot to him again.

Ruth was aware only of her tears and her aching bottom as she felt Mr Burns push her to her knees in front of him. The assault had been too much to process yet. She was confused, filled with rage and gratitude. She wished that Doctor Robyn was there -- to offer comfort if not to stop the spanking.

Only one thing was familiar to her -- Mr Burns was opening his trousers and revealing his hard, erect, average-sized penis. He was a dirty old man, Ruth realised through her aching and her tears. Perhaps he thought her such a slut that she would easily succumb to his desire. But Mr Burns had explained that this was therapy. The stinging in her bottom confirmed that submission was the only course of action.

After all, it was true that she was a submissive slut. And the ache in her bottom was not so bad if she focused on his modest-sized cock. Claire wiped her tears, knowing that she must fellate the older man. It came naturally to her now. With an almost automatic reflex, she engulfed the entire length of his modest erection. Ruth was happy even if she was proving -- at least to herself -- that she would willingly whore herself to the right cock. Her only surprise was that Mr Burns did not use his hand to force her head lower onto his dick.

He took time to finish off but eventually, just as her jaw was about to ache, he began to thrust his hips and moaned more loudly. Ruth redoubled her efforts, swirling her tongue around his shaft as she sucked him deep. At last, she was rewarded by the delightful sounds of a man climaxing and the weak gushing of his salty semen into her mouth. Being a dirty slut, Ruth was pleased to swallow Mr Burns' load with her usual devotion.

To Be Continued...