Spankings, earned with desire.

I read this story once a long time ago about a woman who worked for a man and she broke some items and was going to receive a spanking. She had to dress for the night in her jammies and panties, and stand before him... then lean over the couch for her spanking. He would feel up her ass and stroke it between hits.

He would then pull it taut and fun his finger between her legs, swirling it around her ass making her pucker up, then going down to her pussy, commenting on how obviously naughty she was for getting wet during her punishment.

He then made her take off her panties for the spanking, having her lean over his lap and making her spread her legs wide, hard smacks followed by him rubbing and feeling her ass cheeks, or how wet she was. She tried to stop him a couple of times but she got more spankings for it. She ended up withering on his lap, him spanking her with one hand while the other would finger her lightly in the pussy and ass. He would rub he clit off and on as well.

When he was done, and she could feel his hard cock under her, he sent her to her room. She was hot, horny and confused. She then started to masturbate.

He was smart, taking control and making her his... and she didn't even know it.

I wished I was the girl. :)

Bringing Out the Leather

I walked in and found him with my collar, I tilted my head down and to the side so he could put it around my neck and fasten it. The leather felt good. I found myself straddling a big body pillow with the cuffs sticking out attached to chain. I was attached to the top of the chain by my neck and wrists, very close together under my throat, he pulled up my legs one by one to be fastened into the ankle cuffs afterward. The length was short so that my hips where raised up in the air, stuck in a kneeling position with my ass up, legs spread around the pillow. With the chain connecting everything there was not much room for movement.

There was much spanking to follow by various items unknown... I am not sure what everything was but he seemed to be experimenting with different things. His favorite are these things about 12 inches long, plastic and they each curve. He puts them together so they curve away from each other and spanks. It had been quite awhile, and felt very good... except for the few that hit too close to where the last one hit and it started to smart a bit, but he soon went to the other side.

It was followed by a vibrator inserted and him playing with my clit, he would stop and hit some more, then go back to his playing. Back and forth.. back and forth. I ended up coming with a vengeance.

Honestly I cannot remember much from then on out, I know I sucked his cock for a bit and after that it is kind of a blur.

The night didn't end there, and honestly it is hard to determine where one session ended and other began.

The next morning, a woman awoke quite content, happy and a wee bit sore in the muscles. Sore muscles... how I have missed thee.

Loving the belt

Hope everyone had a wonderful Thanksgiving. Mine started out with very nice.

We worked more on our contract, updated, and changed. More livable and more unlivable in some ways, but nummy ways!

I am not even quite sure how last night started. I do know I wasn't in the mood and the next thing I knew I was so close to coming I had a hard time believing it. I am used to being that "hard" come girl... I dunno.

I got my ass spanked for a bit with his belt and a brush. I leaned over on a pillow and learned one thing, it is a lot easier on me that way. I don't feel it in my thighs so much. *frowns* Who wants easy?!

I was forbidden to come. The more I am forbidden the more I want to.

I don't know what happened but the me I used to know isn't the same as she used to be. It is has been harder to masturbate to orgasm for me alone now. With him now that permission is needed it takes some stress off or something and I seem to feel more or something. So in reality, taking orgasms away from me has made me had more orgasms? I have to process this more first before I can make much sense here. I just know I adore the ride.

I wonder silently to myself if he is getting off on how wet I become when he spanks me. I do remember over half way through him running his finger down my slit and dipping it in a bit and then commenting on how wet I was. It gives me shivers, something so delightfully naughty for him to call attention to how wet I get when he spanks me. Being vocal with me the wetter I get gets me even more wet... calling me on my horniness makes me more horny.

I cannot "feel" the spankin today though *frowns*

Thank you Sir but may I have another?