Strangely, Anna couldn’t pull her own pants and panties down. Physically she could, but baring herself for Tamsan’s little disciplinary scenario was somehow too difficult. It was only a game, of course. This wasn’t really about being in real trouble… so why did she feel so damn tingly all over, so small and so vulnerable?

“I’ll help,” Tamsan said, putting her hands on Anna’s hips and drawing the fabric down over her bottom. There was a rush of cool air, followed by warmth as Tamsan laid her palm across bare cheeks.

“That feels nice,” Anna wriggled her cheeks back and forth beneath Tamsan’s palm. Tamsan’s hand slid back and forth, caressing gently with a tender care that didn’t seem to indicate any impending intention to impart discomfort.

“Good,” Tamsan said. “It doesn’t have to hurt. In fact, this won’t hurt at all.” She tapped lightly, leaving a little sting which faded within seconds. Several more light taps followed, a flurry of sensation that made Anna squirm. Waves of pleasure sank through her buttocks and established themselves in the little crevices and folds of her pussy. She clenched instinctively and lifted her hips, wanting something soft and wet against her sex.

The swats got a little harder and more intense, bringing a hotter sting. She gasped and stretched out, her hands grasping the covers and clenching tightly as Tamsan’s palm danced over the rise of her cheeks.

“Okay,” she moaned. “That’s… that’s starting to hurt a bit.”

“Does it hurt? Or is it hot and tingly?” Tamsan’s fingertips dipped between Anna’s thighs and traced her outer lips softly. “Would this feel good if I was hurting you?”

“No,” Anna admitted, squirming her hips back.

Tamsan resumed the spanking. The strokes were firm, but not too hard. Anna began to feel a certain sense of comfort with each swat of her lover’s hand. There was reassurance in the firm touch, knowledge that Tamsan was capable of what no other women had ever been capable of, not only loving Anna, but being there no matter what.

And then those hot fingers were back inside her and she was riding her hips back and forth, seesawing her way toward an orgasm which felt a little bit naughty, a little bit illicit. She had not been a good girl, but Tamsan had taken very good care of her.

A gasp escaped her, followed by something like a sob.

“What’s wrong?” Tamsan’s fingers stilled.

“I just… this… you’re perfect and I’m…”

Tamsan’s thumb brushed across Anna’s clit. “Is this your way of saying you’re sorry for being so naughty and snappy?”

“Yes,” Anna moaned. “Yes.”

“Cum for me,” Tamsan said, thrusting her fingers in deeper. “Show me what a good girl you can be and cum when I tell you.”

Tamsan’s words caused a hot flush to race over Anna’s body. It wasn’t just about cumming. It was about cumming because Tamsan wanted it, because she was in charge, because Anna was her girl and good girls came when they were fucked.

“Oh my goddddddesss….” Anna grasped at the covers, lifted her hips and ground her bare pink bottom with wanton abandon as Tamsan’s fingers plunged in and out of her pussy. She came. She came long and she came hard. She came until she forgot her name, until all she knew was that her pussy was full and her bottom was hot and she was loved.

“So I was thinking,” Tamsan said as Anna snuggled with her in post-coital half-slumber. “Seeing as you hate being a rancher, what if we didn’t run cattle on Sun Ranch anymore?”

“You mean what if we live the dream of a vegetable ranch?”

“I was thinking more along the lines of opening the place up to guests. You’ve got more than enough room for accommodation.”

“What, like a dude ranch?”

“More a dyke ranch. We can keep some cattle for people who want to round cattle, and we can keep a few steady horses on hand and we can convert the ranch house and ranch hand quarters into accommodations.”

“We can do that?”

“You can do whatever you like,” Tamsan said. “It’s your place, remember?”

“It is,” Anna agreed. “This could be a new start for me… for Sun Ranch…” she looked at Tamsan hopefully. “For us?”

Tamsan took her hand and kissed the back of her knuckles. “For us.”