Archives for October 2007
Submissive Girl
I was apprehensive. I could pick any number, and it could
be anything but Kathy’s hand. I decided not to waste any time and
anger her. So, I picked number two.
“Ah, you got lucky. It is only the paddle.” Only the paddle!?!
Oh my.
Kathy stood me up and began to tease me. She knew how much
I like my penis stimulated in any way. She gently caressed my balls
and traced her soft fingers around the head of my cock. Pre-cum
had already oozed out the tip, but she spread it around to
make room for more to come.
Submit To Punishment
This was very interesting and exciting. Now only was I
being deprived of most of my senses, I was having to pick my
own outcome in this punishment! I was in control of my destiny
(so-to-speak) yet, Kathy was in total control. It was driving me
wild. So far, I felt like she was well on her way to winning this
bet! I had never experienced anything like this. It was
erotic/semi-humiliation/and exciting.
Kinky Bondage Lover
Kinky Bondage Lover
Kathy began tugging on my leash. I got the signal and stood.
“What’s next Kathy?”
“Did I give you permission to talk, boy? I don’t think I did.
How would you like to pick another number out of the hat?” I shook
my head. “I didn’t think so. Consider that a warning.”
Kathy then pushed me from behind so that my calves met the
bed. I wasn’t sure what side. She helped me up to my knees on the
bed. “Now, I have planned this for quite some time, as if you
didn’t notice. In front of you are three instruments. One will
be my hand. The other will be your very own belt. And the third
will be one of those paddles from a ball and paddle game from WalMart.
They don’t lay in order in front of you. You will pick a number from
1 to 3. I will then pick that instrument from right to left using
the number you give me. I will then use that instrument to give you
your well earned spanking. Now pick.”
Slave Tortured
The first ‘blow’ fell with a resounding SMACK. It
didn’t hurt too much. But, no sooner than I began to think about
how intense it was, another fell *SMACK*. Gradually, Kathy
paddled my ass, slowly increasing the intensity. All through
the spanking, Kathty made sure to move her thighs about,
mostly up and down. This was sheer torture for my cock
which was buried between her milky thighs. Several times I
came close to ejaculation…she knew it. And, she laughed
each time. By 30, I was praying she would stop early. But,
she didn’t. She prolonged my anxiety. At 30, she slowed the
pace of her ‘blows’ waiting for a random amount of time between
each one. She also made each stroke much harder. At 38, she
warned, “Now, these last two are going to be quite hard.
Discipline Lesson
Discipline Lesson
Now I knew she was REALLY serious. But, my cock responded
by getting as hard as I think it has been in quite a while. But,
how was I going to pick those pieces of paper?
Soon, I found out. Pressed into my face was a hat.
I couldn’t figure out what kind of hat it was since I hadn’t worn
any. But, that’s what it was. “Open your mouth and grab a piece
of paper. There are five in there.” Kathy shook the hat a little
and replaced it over by face. I opened my mouth and found nothing.
So, I stuck out my tongue and touched a piece of paper, brought it
to my lips and held on. I Mmhmmed as a signal that I had one.
“Ok, let’s see what we have here.” Kathy took the paper
from my mouth and giggled. “Boy, you are going to get it. This
is pretty good. This piece of paper has the number 20 on it! You
will be getting 40 on the ass. I will make it read too. Maybe you
won’t soon forget to be civil and keep after your messes!”
Newcomer bondage
newcomer in sex and submission
“Now, sit back. There is a chair behind you. When you
sit, make sure your knees are parted.”
I moved back, hesitantly, until the front of the chair
bumped the backs of my legs. Now I knew where I was going.
The feeling was reassuring. I sat down and spread my legs as asked.
My handcuffed wrists stuck out behind the back of the chair.
“Now,” Kathy announced, “about the bathroom. I don’t know
how many times I ask when we are together, but you left a mess.
You’ll have to pay. And, you will probably regret the mess you
made as I have never spanked a man before, but you don’t know
how many times I wanted to. So, I have been reserving my feelings
for some time. You won’t be disappointed. 20 strokes ought
to be enough, but, to make sure, I think I will write down some
numbers on pieces of paper and let you pick the additional strokes
that should make you remember your paddling.”