Training The Maid

Markus catches Autumn Falls cleaning like she wants to get caught. He calls her into his room, voice low and steady. “When you were a girl and you messed up, what happened?” She stands there, skirt tight, eyes dropping. “I got spanked, sir.” He lets that sit, then steps closer. “Did it fix anything?” Her answer is barely a whisper. “Yes.” Tension snaps tight between them. He pulls her over his lap without asking twice, hand firm on her ass. The first slap lands hard, skin stinging under the thin uniform. She jerks, breath sharp, but stays put. He spanks again, harder, the sound echoing off the walls. Every slap pushes her hips into him; her body starts to move with the rhythm. When he pulls her up, her face is flushed and her panties are soaked. She drops to her knees, takes him deep without hesitation, tongue working fast and messy. Markus grips her hair and fucks her throat until spit runs down her chin. He bends her over the bed, drives in from behind, hips slamming. Each thrust jolts her forward; she braces and pushes back for more. He doesn’t slow until he pulls out and finishes across her lower back, hot and thick. She stays there, breathing hard, uniform twisted, cum cooling on her skin. The lesson sinks in deep.