1. A's Story


    Date: 1/13/2017, Categories: BDSM, Author: gushkinbanda, Rating: 7, Source: LushStories

    She had felt "the need" so strongly today. She had felt it deeply and heavily and in every part of her: body, heart, and mind. She hoped he did too as she unlocked the door and entered. There, on the table next to the door was her answer: the handcuffs and a note with just a time written on it. She smiled and grabbed the cuffs. She checked her watch, saw that she had over an hour to get ready, and took her time getting ready. She was in position and perfectly prepared at the appointed time. He entered, and saw her naked and kneeling, hands cuffed behind her back, eyes lowered. Her heart thundered. He walked to her and leaned down. He kissed her head and whispered in her ear. "You please me greatly, my little slut." The words caught her breath and she could not stop a smile from transforming her face. His fingers tucked her hair behind her ear and lifted her chin as he kissed her deeply and passionately. He sat in the straight backed chair she had placed just before her. As he did, she glanced at the table where she had laid out the small paddle and hairbrush, anticipating their use. "Say the words, my little slut." "I need a spanking, Sir. Please, please spank my ass until you're satisfied with its color. Please, PLEASE spank me, Sir." "And what is required of you, my little slut?" She repeated the rules of the ritual: counting the strokes, being thankful for them, not allowing herself to be pleasured. He smiled and patted his lap, beckoning her to her place. She still ...
    struggled slightly getting into position with her hands behind her back this way but she loved the feeling of helplessness. She tried not to squirm as she felt his hand caress and grope her ass as she waited for the first blow. He started light but steady, slapping each cheek in turn as she counted. "...eight, nine, ten. Thank you, Sir, for my spanking. Eleven, twelve, thirteen..." As the blows got faster and harder, she panted and felt her excitement growing. He stopped slapping her ass and rubbed it gently, letting his fingers slip between her legs into the wetness there. He teased her for just a few seconds before telling her to crawl over and bring him the paddle. It was not difficult to pick it up with her teeth and he smiled at her as he took in from her mouth. "Back in place, my little slut." "Yes, Sir. Thank you, Sir." She felt the cool air and the cooler wood of the paddle against her warm backside as he rubbed it gently before starting the blows again. The slapping of it against her bare flesh was loud in the room and she had to concentrate on the counting as each blow made her wince slightly. "... nineteen, twenty. Thank you sir, for my spanking. Twenty-one, twenty-two..." He dropped the paddle and grabbed her ass firmly making her shout. She could feel his cock, hard and twitching, against her side as he leaned down and whispered in her ear. "I'm so very proud of you, my little slut. You're doing so very well. But then again, you always do." His fingers slipped between ...
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