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202 – Types of Spankings

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While a spanking is just what it sounds like, there are still different types and each type is used for a different purpose.

i want to talk about each one now and how we use them in our relationship dynamic.

In general though: ALL SPANKINGS HURT.

Honestly, that’s the point. They wouldn’t be worth doing at ALL if they didn’t. i am always walking away from a spanking with a sore butt. How sore or for how long it’s sore is what changes.

And each type serves a different ultimate purpose too. So again, they all hurt, but depending on the goal, it may be a little hurt or a lotta hurt.

So with that – i will talk about the types in terms of least hurt to most hurt….

1) Sexy fun. Most of the time, when sex is involved, the spanking is the least important part, causing it to be the least painful of all spankings.

This is typically the fun, smack-you-on-the-ass and inspire one another to have a better sex scene in the process.

Mostly this spanking is not on that is a “you are here to be spanked” event, but rather “you are here to be fucked – oh, and I’m going to spank you too.”

Sometimes after these, i don’t feel any pain what do ever. It was a sting in the moment and all done with that, and on to the good part!

2) Stress relief. For me OR Him. Frequently i come home stressed out. And when i do, it results in me being cranky, sometimes rude, and short tempered overall.

David usually doesn’t stand for this long. It can go on a day or two before he acts, depending on the circumstances but rarely does it go longer. That’s when he says “the stress….and attitude… will stop now. Go assume the position.”

These are more intentional than the sex spanks, and can be one of the longest types of spanking. Sir starts out with the warm-up-the-butt to get the blood flowing and from there smack! When there are warm up spanks, the blood is flowing better to the area and your bottom responds better to the harder smacks.

As such, the ultimate result is effective! The stress tends to subside, along with my attitude. Primarily because it immediately gives me something else to focus on.

These vary in length, but generally are enough to turn my ass red. And i usually feel it for the remainder of the day.

3) Friday maintenance. These hurt. Yes, i know i said they all hurt, and they do. But of the types spoken about so far, this is the first one that i would say i usually respect, always accept, but NEVER want.

i’d probably say these are most understood by people who don’t practice it, both in and out of the DD lifestyle. The purpose is to reinforce the good. A lot of people ask, “why spank if it ain’t broke?” Well, it’s a physical, tangible reminder of what could be a lot worse (punishment) if things were indeed broken.

The words, “it could be a lot worse” are key. It’s a sample of something that could be a lot worse! And when that sample proves to be enough to instill the thoughts of, “if THIS is maintenance, i do NOT want to go to the full-on spanking!” And it causes me to rethink my behavior, and act right before it does become broken!

Maintenance spankings usually cause me to get back on track in a hurry! They have never made me cry, but i won’t lie, it has been close a few times too. They don’t usually have the warm-up-spanks as they are intended to hurt more. It can be anywhere grim 5-25’ish swats, where most are delivered with intention. They always make my ass sting and turn red, with bruising on occasion. And it always hurts the rest of the day, sometimes into the next day too.

Most of the time, our maintenance is scheduled. But sometimes, it’s not. Sometimes it is impromptu. When this happens, it’s because my behavior is not quite bad enough for a full spanking, but definitely not to be ignored and a warning isn’t enough either.

But it always hurts. Because ALL spankings do.

And it’s effective in (usually) avoiding the BIG one!

4) Discipline. Grand daddy of all! Ok, these are just down right painful. By design. They hurt. A lot. Always.

These are for the express purpose of correcting a wrong. These are the ones everyone thinks about when they think about spankings.

These are the ones that “make you remorseful for your actions” type. The kind that usually make me cry, my bottom hurt for a longgggg time, and i regret those bad decisions. Immediately.

They are extremely effective. And they temper the bad behavior, cause me to wish i had never done it, and (try) to never do it again.

i have landed myself here only a handful of times. That’s good! But when i do land here, i never want to be here again. Every time i start promising to be better, begging for it to stop, waiting and hoping Sir will deem the repentance acceptable and complete.

Tears ALWAYS fall. And they should too. If I land myself here, i should be made to regret it. (And so should any sub! If you are not ever here, then your Dom isn’t spanking hard enough. And if you are the Dom and never seen her cry, you need to rethink if those disciplines are effective!)

That said, i honestly don’t even remember the last time i had one of these. i would need to scroll back through my posts to find it, read it, and remember that way. That’s good AND bad.

It’s good that i usually am not in need of these. i usually do the right thing. i am usually on the right side of the submissiveness measurement stick!

It’s also bad though. Because when i can’t remember AND i develop a “i don’t give a shit” attitude, i tend to land myself back to this level of punishment.

i think this is the one that generates the most comments on my site. People are either turned on (and likely orgasming!) to my stories…. OR…. They become convinced i am being abused – physically AND mentally. i get more comments and emails about this type of post every-single-time.

i am ok with the generated excitement – both good and bad. i know i am NOT turned on by punishment spankings because i am too busy focusing on “how can i get this stop and NEVER happen again”. i also know i am NOT abused in any way. i accept the punishment willingly. And i am of sound mind that i know he has not brainwashed me into this either.

For the record, i usually can’t sit down without feeling the sting for somewhere between 24-48 hours. But i have never had permanent marks, or otherwise damaged skin or bones or body! (Again, NOT abused!)

So – since it’s Friday – i will leave you with a pic of an ass that looks pretty similar to mine after Sir executed a particularly intense maintenance spanking…..

200 – TWO HUNDRED posts later

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i have tried to think of some “wow” kind of post for the #200. i would be lying if i didn’t say that i am wow’d that i am to this place and that i have gotten this far. i recognize there have been some spots of “intermission” between my blog posts, but now more than 2-years later, i am still blogging and still loving my disciplined life!

This feels like some kind of milestone to be celebrated, and yet, i can’t think of a better post to craft than what i already had in mind before i realized it was the BIG 2-0-0.

So. ——— Boring it is ———- That’s the topic.

Yep. BORING.

This is the best word to describe how DD goes sometimes. Depending on the particular rules in place for a submissive, it could be nothing more than “waiting to screw up”. Meaning, there’s not always a lot to DO to be submissive. i mean, how much work is it to “be respectful”? Seriously, not a lot of WORK. i’m certainly not saying i get it right all the time, but it’s sometimes not “work” to be submissive either.

Think about it. When you go to work, you have tasks to DO. When you come home and have chores, you have things to DO.

And when i have nothing TO DO, it causes me to sometimes be bored. And to crave something TO -DO as it’s relates to me being submissive.

i think the times i feel most inclined to want to DO is generally the times when i am most desirous of doing things like wearing anal plugs or chastity belts, and getting naked when he tells me to and sitting beside him even when he doesn’t ask me to. If for no other reason, i feel like i am DOING something. And that “something” is pleasing to my Sir, which makes me feel even more happy to DO it too.

But to be submissive there’s just not a lot to DO really. Unless i am given what i call, “submissive tasks”

Some tasks that give me something to DO, can lead to positive, action forward results. Whereas other tasks are waiting for me to screw it up, which leads to negative and punishments to ensue. When i have nothing to DO (positively), that is typically the times where i start to do bad things (brat!) that lead to testing David about how far he will go before he enforces the punishment.

i read a few articles about this and about what types of tasks are good or useful. i put together the list below of what i liked most…. oh, and i put them into some broad categories just to be able to group them together.

SEXUAL: of COURSE this needs to be a thing! i mean, why would it NOT be? AND let’s start with the best first!

  • Told i can not ever orgasm unless i am within his eyesight. After all, it’s HIS pussy!
  • ALWAYS ask to orgasm, even if it is at your hand or cock. [this one we do now, but thought i’d add it to the list just to show it]. And deny me the release frequently … so i respect and appreciate the ones i am allowed that much more but i also so i don’t assume the answer will always be yes.
  • Be told to suck his cock at any random time for as long as he likes or until he says stop.
  • ALWAYS have my pussy devoid of ALL hair, with regular and random inspections to confirm compliance [we do this one too]
  • ALWAYS be ready for sex, in any hole at any time. And have random times where it actually happens, just to prove it can .. and i should truly be ready at any time.
  • only be allowed to wear panties or bra with permission [this is also one we do already too. i am granted permission fairly often, especially with the bra, for going to work where it is really needed under clothing.]

HOUSEHOLD SERVICE: these are what i would say many people might think of as a traditional “chore”…

  • NEVER be on the phone when i come in the house, at least not without permission.
  • Ask permission to purchase any nonessential item. Always. To keep us within the budget he set and have no surprises.
  • Sit at your feet, on the floor, while watching tv together
  • Have his coffee made every morning at a designated specific time.
  • NEVER have anything left in the kitchen sink – either wash it and put it away, or into the dishwasher immediately

SUBMISSIVE MINDSET/ REFOCUS: This could be useful as a reminder to be submissive and/or to get into the right head space

  • Walk in the house from work, go straight to our room, and stand in the corner. Stand there, possibly naked, until told otherwise, while focusing on resetting my mind from the “Dominant business woman” to the “submissive wife”.
  • Wear a chastity belt, a plug, or dildo for (maybe up to) a full 24-hours without allowing for the release until after the duration has expired that i would be begging for by then. [While i am made to wear these things, it’s never been for this long. Nor has my requests for release been denied.]
  • Sit at his feet, just because.
  • be told, “do not finish a single sentence spoken (to him) without ending it with the word Sir.” For example, “how was your day SIR.” Or “Dinner is ready SIR.”
  • Be told i have to to ask permission to get into bed. naked.

WHEN WE ARE OUT IN PUBLIC – like family dinners, date nights, or to an event or even just the grocery store!

  • He orders my food and drink(s) for me. Says there’s no reason for me not to trust what he orders.
  • Tells me i am not to eat until after he has started. Making me aware of his actions and to pay attention to the details.
  • Has me drive/ chauffer him so he doesn’t have to.
  • Picks out my clothing for the event. Tells me “no more and no less”
  • Tells me to ensure some part of me is touching some part of him. For example, i hold his hand, or have my arm around his waist, or have my leg touch his.
  • Have a sexy double date, that i know nothing about until we arrive there and he just says, “Act the way you know I’d expect!”

WHEN WE ARE APART – Whether it be for work or one of us is out of town

  • write a love letter to him. A minimum of XX pages.
  • Be told to send a text/call at a designated time, not to be early or late and never forgotten.
  • to be made to wear a piece of my submissive jewelry – necklace, bracelet or jewelry thong – every single day. And to text him a picture to show it is on. OR even have it locked in place and he has the key with him.

STRESS REFLIEF and/or We Are Home Together, But Alone – for either one of us, because we both have it and because the release is good

  • be asked to (NOT MADE TO!) accept a spanking. The reason being only that he needs to relieve his stress.
  • to be within his eyesight at all times from sun up to sun down. And if/when i need to leave his eyesight, like the bathroom use, i must ask permission. In order to focus on nothing but him (and i).
  • At a designated hour or particular day of the week, to be on my knees with no shirt on, while holding my tits at attention for him to kiss, cum all over, give a good smack to, … or… just look at.
  • not allowed to speak. For 24-hours. In order to focus on being calm, cool, and collected. And to understand that sometimes being quiet is best.
  • Randomly told to strip off some/all of my clothing, just because being naked is good to be stripped of coverings can be a tangible reminder not to hide feelings inside too (and He likes what he sees too!)

These are just the things i have thought about today. Who knows what i may think of tomorrow! What i do know is if i were given more tasks if things to DO (positive/ action-forward type) i am sure i will feel more useful. And less likely to act out negatively or in the brat way that i so often tend to DO. (What’s that phrase, “ideal hands are the devils’ play ground….” Just saying.)

Now i may need to go tell David to give me something to DO.

Okay, i thought about it for a split second… and i know i really do need to go tell David all this … now.

Hugs,

Marie

197 – Zip to the conclusion

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** this is a continuation of a previous post. You should probably read it first…. zipper-fun-and-games

“Game on!” is how i responded too!

We had an amazing dinner and by the time we left the restaurant, even K thought he was married to me! My acting was superb! And i won’t lie, J did a convincing job with David too.

OF course, we were both looking for any opportunity to have the other’s jeans unzipped too. My zippers were “almost” fully intact…. But they were indeed a bit down in front AND back.

As dinner went on, J implied i was over doing my story and told K to unzip a zipper. It was after i was hanging on K’s arm and my hand slid down his leg and back up again. She said my act would have been appropriate for a younger version of us if or when we were still dating, but not at our age and term of marriage.

Of course, i think K was enjoying himself as i could feel his cock swell to my touch but he didn’t resist the order to lower my zipper either.

That was the first zipper move, the second happened was over dessert. J caught me winking at David after i drank those 2 glasses of wine. i always get amorous when i get tipsy, and that’s where i was when J said, “uhm… wrong husband. K, please lower Marie’s zipper once more!” And he did.

The last zipper move happened as i was carried away telling a story about work, where i was complaining about a client. David was the one then to say the zipper needed to come down more as he said, “we are all here to escape reality, not relive it.”

When dinner was done, i won’t lie i was a bit nervous to stand up for fear of whether or not my pants would stay up! Of course, i was very much somewhere between tipsy and drunk so i trudged forward and stood confidently!

My pants didn’t fall off as i stood up, thankfully! But they were definitely loose for sure. With that, i announced i had to use the bathroom before we left. David told J to go with me, and make sure when i came out my pants’ zippers were still in the same place as they were at that moment going in. i rolled my eyes and said, “Fine.”

And David said, “J, on second thought, be sure to lower a zipper just a bit further. Marie, that’s your own doing for that eye roll.”

After J escorted me to the bathroom and back, we started down toward the waterway to walk a bit and end up at the park. K & i walked in front of David & J, when i heard J say, “Marie, those pants are pretty loose there!”

And everyone laughed. Except me. Instead, i asked David, “Sir, are her comments in line with what you’d expect of your submissive wife?”

He said, “Marie. I agree. I’m not sure that those comments were very submissive for sure! Should I lower her zipper?”

“i thought you’d never ask Sir! Yes, please do!” And he did. i heard J utter “fuck!” Under her breathe to which K said, “oh now, J, that wasn’t necessary either. David, lower her zipper again.”

She was the first to break about all this. She stopped walking and spit out the words, “what the fuck? I can’t walk around in public this way with my ass hanging half out! This is ridiculous now.”

i put my arms around her neck and said, “J, relax. This is all good. You ought to just flow with it. Your husband -nor K or i- won’t allow anything bad to happen. Trust me on that one!”

And we embraced in a hug. After we both relaxed there for just a minute, we released one another and resumed our walk. We all just walked together in a comfortable silence then until we reached the park.

By the time we sat down on the bench, both of mine and J’s pants were truly hanging and near falling off from the walking motions and gravity. We were both pretty grateful for the night sky and the shadows falling all around us. It gave us the natural dark shadows we both needed at that time. Of course, our husbands didn’t get too far from us though either, so that helped too.

The bench was big enough for all four of us to sit and talk. The men were on the outside with us girls on the inside. And the night air was cool and fresh, giving us reason to snuggle in tight too.

As we did, i felt a hand slide down my pants and touch my clit. Of course, it wasn’t hard to do when my pants were hanging so low. i gasped as i felt it. i looked at David with almost panic in my eyes. i mean we We were in public and i was being fondled David said, “Marie. Let it happen. This is good. Do you understand me?”

“Yes Sir. i will.” And he was right, it did feel good! But of course, like J a few minutes before, i was keenly aware we were in public view too!

And that’s when i heard K laugh and say, “Your clit feels so wet and slick.” And that’s when his fingers slid right inside me as he then added, “and your folds are so engulfing. They just swallowed up my fingers. I think you like this.”

i responded by saying, “i don’t like it…. i love it! Thank you Sir.” (Ok, i wasn’t as concerned about being in public as J was … i was just trying to “let it happen” as my real-life husband had instructed. Plus the previous wine helped too.)

i turned my head toward J & David, where J was looking at me. At that moment, she leaned in and kissed me deeply. i was so overwhelmed with all this but in such an incredibly good way too. (Like i said, just let it happen… and wine helping a lot too!).

It was then that i saw David’s hand unzip J’s front so far down that she was exposed for all to see. Of course, no one walking by had any idea she was sitting on the bench with no panties on and on display because it was just that dark.

She stopped kissing me and said, “NO!” And grabbed at her pant zipper.

Before she could pull David’s hand away, i laid my hand over hers holding her hand frozen in place and said, “do you mean no? We don’t use no, but rather red, yellow, and green.”

After i explained further, i asked her, “As David’s wife tonight, look at him and tell him what color you are really feeling right now!”

She turned to David and said, “Yellow Sir.”

And he said, “That’s a good girl. We will let you sit right here like this for a bit to get more comfortable.”

All the while, K’s hand never stopped moving in my pants. i asked him, “what color do you think i am at Sir?”

He laughed and said, “oh you are so green, you are green to the highest power!”

i don’t remember who, but someone suggested we move from the bench. J & i both agreed we were only moving after the zippers came back to a more covering appropriate position. And so it was.

As we walked back toward our cars, we discovered we were parked side by side. K must have been the first to realize our cars were completely cast in shadows, to which K asked David if he could say good night by unzipping my zippers all the way in two halves while standing between the cars.

David responded with, “only if I get to reply in kind with J.” And that’s how i found myself standing in public completely exposed from front to back. To keep my pants from falling away, i grabbed each half in each hand and held on.

It was then that someone walked by and as K saw them looking our way, he pushed me against the car and started kissing me. i couldn’t tell if that was a rouse or intentional, but that’s when he pulled his cock out of his pants, spread my legs, and fucked me right there been the cars.

It all happened so fast that all i could do was hang on to my pants and enjoy the moment. He moved so fast and furious. It was raw sex with one goal in mind: cum as fast as possible!

In no time, he orgasmed inside me. i thanked him the same as i always do with David. Yes, i thank David after sex for the gift… of attention, love, affection, and orgasm. But also for using me in a way that is pleasing to him. i like to be his service submissive!

With that, K opened my door and i sat down with my pants still in two halves. And we said good bye to our friends.

i waited for David to come to the driver side and get in the car. When he got in he asked, “Have fun tonight, WIFE?”

“Yes Sir, i did. But i have a question… was all this planned out beforehand? Like all the way to this very end?”

He lifted my hand, kissed it, and smiled. He said, “What do you think?”

i thought for a minute and said, “it probably doesn’t really matter. i know who I belong to, who i ultimately submit to, who i go home with, and i had fun.”

With that, he dropped my hand, stuck a finger deep inside my pussy that of course was still on display, and said, “Let’s go home then.”

Hugs,

Marie

196 – Zipper fun and games.

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We went out with some of our besties, another couple, that we haven’t seen in awhile, on Saturday night. We had so much fun. It was intended to be just some fun getting together for dinner and talk. Unbeknownst to each of us girls, before we even left our respective houses our men had amped it up a (sexy) notch….

i was standing in the closet naked staring at my wardrobe, trying to decide what to wear, and becoming more and more anxious about this decision when David came in asked, “What are you going to wear tonight?”

i responded with, “Not entirely sure yet.”

He then handed me a bag and said, “I’d like you to wear these.”

i had NO idea what was in the bag, but i shrugged and thought, “Oh yeah… a surprise… AND decision made!”

i smiled, gave him a kiss on the cheek and said, “Thank You Sir!” He smiled back, turned and left as i opened the store bag to see what it held.

There were a new pair of jeans inside. Oh yah! i love being comfortable in jeans. Perfect!

i pulled them out to discover they had a zipper all the way around from the top of the front to the top of the back. i could quite literally unzip them into two halves if i wanted to. Oh what FUN these could be! My mind went to a sexy dark place, but i knew to “keep it clean now!” because tonight’s dinner was just about catching up with old friends without kids!

i quickly slid them on and they fit perfectly! Now just to find a shirt that showed off these sexy jeans. i decided on a (probably tooooo) low cut shirt and some heels to complete the outfit. i looked and felt sexy! Perfect!

After David dressed too, we were off. In the car he reached over and grabbed my hand, looked at me and smiled. He complimented me several times saying things like, “you are looking stunning tonight my love. I love you so much baby girl!”

While i’d like to say that was normal (being complimented on a whim without asking/fishing for it), it’s not. Especially when i heard the terms of endearment, i couldn’t help but think there was more to tonight’s dinner than i realized. So in an effort to sleuth for more information, i asked, “what was that for?”

David smiled and said, “all in due time. Just remember that you are always my submissive wife.”

i knew what he meant by that. You probably do too by now!

He may as well have said, “I will never cause you to be in harms way, nor will I allow things to go too far and you will never be in danger of any kind – including being arrested, going to a hospital, or any other similar extreme situation. Just trust me and do as I say.”

So, i smiled and thanked him. i instantly felt half anxious and half excited, but definitely on alert now, about the evening’s events!

We arrived to the restaurant first and David asked for a booth for the four of us. When we went to sit down, he sat across from me which was strange but i didn’t question it either.

Then our friends arrived and her husband sat down next to me and had her sit next to David. i could tell she wasn’t sure what to make of this either, so clearly K had not told her anymore than David had told me but she sat down next to David nonetheless.

When K sat next to me, he smiled and said, “hey sexy!” and he leaned in to kiss me as if he was my spouse instead of David. While all four of us have flirted back and forth with one another, we had never done anything beyond that. So this was totally unexpected. i even pulled back as i wasn’t sure what to make of this, and that was enough to cause him to laugh out loud.

That’s when i saw David’s hand move onto J’s leg thigh and he said to her, “Hey sexy! How are you?” i could tell my friend J was as completely in the dark about this as i was. She looked at me and i gave her a “i don’t know either!” Kind of look.

While his hand never moved from J’s leg, David spoke up and said, “K & I talked beforehand. We decided it’s time the four of us stop teasing and start doing. How much we do tonight, or even who does what exactly, will depend on you two.”

Continuing on David said, “In case you didn’t notice, you both have on matching jeans tonight. They have a full zipper from front to back. If we wanted to, we could take them all the way in two and have full access to anything and everything just that easily.”

“Tonight we will swap husbands. You should act and convince everyone around us in this restaurant or otherwise that the spouse you are sitting next to is your own. The more convincing you are, the more your zipper stays zipped. The less convincing… well… it comes down. But of course, you shouldn’t overdo your act either as ..well… that’s not convincing either.”

“Oh and the person deciding whether you are convincing enough.. or maybe even TOO much will be you. J will decide about Marie and Marie will decide about J. You will need to speak up and say something like, ‘not good enough,’ at which time I will decide how far to unzip J’s jeans and K will do the same for Marie,” David said as he smiled big.

He finished with, “After dinner, K & I decided we will all go walking along the water way area and we will end up at the park where we can sit on the benches while people watching and chatting. Let’s all hope it’s not the other way around where other people are watching us because you two haven’t been convincing enough about your spouse-for-tonight. You wouldn’t want to have your pants half way down to your knees because you failed to act properly, would you?!”

And he ended his little speech with, “Any questions about our little game tonight?”

i could tell by the look on J’s face she was as surprised at this as i was. She was one of my best friends and i couldn’t imagine telling her she wasn’t doing good enough at acting like David was her spouse, to the point i told David to unzip her pants in public. And judging by the look on her face i was pretty sure she was thinking the same too.

K must have read my mind as he turned and saw the same look on J’s face as i saw. He looked at her and said, “J, I can tell you aren’t too sure you can do this. I should tell you that David & I are prepared to also unzip either of your pants if we think you are holding back. In fact, David, my wife is overthinking this right now. So unzip an inch on her front zipper please.”

We all looked at David where he said, “Thought you’d never ask. Happy to do so!”

And with that, since his hand was already still on her thigh from before, i saw his arm move to wear his elbow was up in the air near her chest, where he pressed into her just a slight bit to cause her back to touch against the booth backing, and i assumed her pants were slightly undone.

She then looked at me and said, “ok. Fine. Game on!”

And we all laughed…. Game on indeed!

TO BE CONTINUED……

194 – a longgggg week ahead

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In my last post, i told you about my latest discipline……. You can read about it here

Suffice it to say….It is going to be a longgggg week.

i didn’t do too well.

My task was to wear a plug until David i was home and whenever wanted to take it out.

Well, i had good intentions. But i didn’t accomplish the goal either.

i was at work and heading into a meeting when i had to use the bathroom. And it was uncomfortable already, so i just decided to take it out.

The meeting was going to be so much easier without it…. And it was.

When i got home, David walked by me and immediately put his hand to my bottom and said “is it still in?”

Because of course, not only did it come out long before it should have — but i didn’t even ask permission— or even just tell him!

i didn’t have to answer his question. As soon as his hand reached the bottom of my ass, he knew. He commented, “uh… no. No it is NOT still in. And when exactly did it come out??”

i said, “mid morning.”

He said, “you seem stubborn today and refusing to learn anything today. Go to the room and assume the position now.”

“Yes Sir” (i am SO submissive in his presence… but clearly NOT so much when left to my own devices)

The “position” he was referring to is being naked, feet on the floor, bent over at the waist where my upper half is on the bed, and my rear is completely exposed and available for being spanked at his will.

i went to our room and proceeded to get into position, to presumably receive a spanking.

When he came in instead of picking up the paddle, he said, “use your hands to spread your ass cheeks. I’m going to fuck your ass, just the way I said I would. And you are going to make yourself available to me now.”

He was clearly ready and already hard as a rock because it was just a few seconds after I spread my cheeks that I felt the tip of his cock start to press into me.

He didn’t waste anytime in pressing deeper and deeper until his whole cock was seated firmly inside me. He did pause to give me a second to adjust, thankfully. He said, “I’m going to ride you hard so I can get off quickly. I have absolutely no intention of allowing you to cum. This is for my pleasure, not yours. It could have been yours too, don’t forget this is your own doing. Now don’t let go of your ass cheeks for any reason!”

And with that, he placed a hand on each of my hips to give himself leverage and started to pull back to the point he almost came out entirely, he paused, and then slammed in deep. As he got all the way in, he muttered, “hmm, you feel SO good around my cock.”

And he did it again. And again.

He started going faster and faster. In and out with such vigor and intention. He wasn’t lying when he said he was going to ride me hard.

i won’t lie, he felt good in my ass too. i was remorseful to the fact he would have been licking or inside my pussy, where i’d likely be on my back facing him, so as to smile and kiss upon my face too. But……alas, that’s not to be for today.

He continued to press in and out, going faster and faster, just as he promised. My ass will definitely be sore tomorrow!

At one point I lost my grip on my ass because he was pressing in and out so quickly that my hand slipped. He didn’t slow down. But instead, i heard him say, “get your hands back in place!” And he went faster yet. i heard grunted sentences under his breathe that were things like, “your ass feels amazing. I’ve needed this release.”

And finally, “give it to me baby. I’m going to fill your ass with my seed.”

And finally, only a few total minutes in really, he slammed deep inside and held himself there. I could feel his cock throbbing, knowing it was indeed filling my ass with his cum.

Almost immediately he pulled out and said, “don’t move,” while i heard footsteps. He was moving into the bathroom, presumably to clean up.

When he came back, he said, “get fully onto the bed and turn over onto your back.”

After i did, he handed me a tweezers and said, “you can come out of the room when all the hair is gone.”

As he turned to leave, i muttered something like, “what? You want me to pull out my pussy hairs with a tweezer?”

He heard me and turned around and said, “I bet next time you’ll be more appreciative of the razor when you are in the shower. But this way, you shouldn’t need a razor for several days to come too!”

Almost as a last minute thought, he added , “oh, and remember, I said no orgasms for you equal to one day for the number of hours that the plug came out early. It’s gonna be a long week for YOU!”

And he smiled mischievously at me, turned and walked out as I stared at my puss with a tweezer in my hand.

Needless to say, I have no more hair now…. (Ouch!)

Hugs,

Marie