1. "Nothing but Love"


    Date: 2/17/2017, Categories: True Story, BDSM, Blowjob, Cheating, Consensual Sex, Discipline, Domination/submission, Erotica, Hardcore, Male/Female, Oral Sex, Spanking, Author: HylianAlchemist, Rating: 87.5, Source: sexstories.com

    to be done. She knew she would never learn if she wasn’t punished by a guiding hand. She bent over his knee, using the side of the bed to steady herself, as she braced for the first hit. But it never came. Instead, his hand gently found the roundness of her cheek’s globe, grasping and kneading her flesh under his hands, appreciating the finely sculpted flesh beneath his hand. He knew how much she hated this, the waiting, the anticipation. She loathed every second of it. But he relished in the control, the anxiety only waiting can cause. He could feel her body tense with every move, before he finally whispered in her ear. “Do you know why you are being punished?” “Because I didn’t call you at the specific time required master,” she whimpered. “And why else?” “I forgot to text you good morning more than 5 times since our last visit.” “And why else?” “I masturbated without showing you proof master.” “And do you believe that you deserve to be punished?” he asked in a hoarse voice. The excitement of the moment was nearly too much as his hand quivered on her ass, waiting any moment now to strike. “Yes Master, I have earned my punishment by being negligent of your needs,” she replied. “Does 5 spanks sound like fair punishment for your misbehavior?” He asked. “No Master, 8 times. One for each of the times I have failed you.” “I like the way you think Slave,” he replied with a grin. And with that, his hand left the firm mound of skin, only to return to its resting place with a loud ...
    SMACK, followed by a grunt and a cry from the woman below. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! The sounds reverberated off the walls, her cries of pain always followed suit. His hand seemed to never really leave her skin, as the imprint was slowly being branded onto her warm colored flesh. A single tear streamed from her face, but again his finger expertly caught it, clearing it from her face. He struck again SMACK as his hand fell, doing his best to forever leave his mark on his Slave. The lessons learned must be permanent, and so must the administration. SMACK again, and again, and finally for the last time, as he continued to wipe away his Slave’s tears, her cries of pain soon turned to whimpers and tremors, as her body continually clenched and relaxed, the burning on her bottom never being alleviated. He soon placed his hand down again, gently this time, and restarted his kneading like before, as if the punishment never even occurred. “What have you learned, Slave?” He asked calmly. “To never take you or your time for granted, Master,” she answered quietly. “I must always do my best for you, and will do so for the rest of my life.” With her last words she looked up at him lovingly, like she did at the door. He met her eyes and again kissed her forehead. He pulled her off of his knee and stood her up. She wobbled slightly as her cheek still burned red, but stood waiting for his direction. “Remove the rest of your clothes quickly,” he ordered, “then get down here and take me into your ...
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