Kaiser firmly gripped Dyana's hips, his fingers sinking into the soft flesh, leaving white imprints that quickly turned pink. With one movement, he positioned her on all fours on the desk.
Her torso leaning forward, her heavy breasts crushed against the wood, still wet from her own pleasure. Her red silk nightgown, already hiked up and crumpled to her waist, left her round, full buttocks and her swollen vulva completely exposed, the latter oozing a continuous stream of transparent fluid.
He pressed a large hand against the back of her slender neck, fingers wrapped around her throat without squeezing, just enough to hold her in place, her pale skin contrasting with his tanned one. With his other hand, he delivered the first hard slap to her right buttock. The sound "CLAC!" echoed in the closed room.
"Ah! Ow!" Dyana cried out, her back arching in surprise, her shoulder blades jutting under the tension.
