It’s been a long day and I’m tired. There’s still supper to make and chores to be done and I know that my Sir has had a long day of his own. We muddle through it all, as best we can, and try to relax. I’m antsy and squirmy and can’t settle. My thoughts are beginning to fracture into a million tiny pieces as the stress and worries come crashing down one after the other in my brain. He asks what’s wrong and I can only reply, “Everything.” Because that’s how it feels. Even being in my own skin feels wrong.
He stands and taking my hand quietly leads me to our bedroom. I’m bent over the bed and with no warning my pants are around my thighs, trapping me in place, and then come five smacks. Not too hard, but not soft either. Enough to let me know that he means business. Steadying myself against the bed I prepare for more, enjoying the feel of his hands on my skin. Open handed spankings are my favorite, followed closely by being flogged. I haven’t found a paddle that I like yet and I’m particularly loathe to try a cane. Sir’s hand comes down again, slowly, methodically, turning my skin from its normal paleness to a slight pink that will be bright red before he’s done with me.
Repeatedly his hand meets my flesh, hit after hit after hit. Periodically he checks in, making sure I’m alright. Each time I give him, “Green,” and he is satisfied. I can feel how hot my ass is now and I love it. When he stops hitting me for a moment I teasingly wiggle my ass at him, earning me a quick, sharp, spank on one cheek then the other. “More babygirl?” “Yes, please.” My voice is a half whisper, half moan of pleasure and I can hear movement as he reaches for the flogger. The falls tease my skin for a moment.
I hear it sing through the air just before the first impact and when it hits, perfectly placed, I smile. I know how he worked to learn the flogger before it came anywhere near my ass and I appreciate his care and skill. Another half dozen hits and my breath catches with every one. What has gone from a simple spanking to clear my head has led me to desire and need. My movements change, growing more deliberate as I raise my ass to meet the flogger’s kiss. I can smell my own arousal and he can’t resist sliding a teasing finger along my vulva, dipping into my pussy and laughing softly. “Good girl. Just the way I like you.” I whimper at his words and arch into his touch at the same time. A quick kiss to my shoulder and the flogger whistles again, meeting my skin with a feeling like nothing else. He leaves stripes across my skin, a deeper color than the red from his hand and I giggle when he traces the marks with a finger. I’ve relaxed finally and he gives me another dozen hard and fast with the flogger. A low moan escapes my lips and I hear him chuckle. He knows how I like my pain. And pleasure.
The flogger drops to the floor with a soft thud, his hand rests against my lower back, and two fingers slip into my pussy. I’m drenched and aching for an orgasm. “Not yet,” he says quietly. And his fingers flicker gently, teasingly. I press into him, wanting more. And surprising me, his open palm crashes into my skin again and again as he slowly fingers me. Every time he hits me I can feel my muscles clench around his fingers. But his touch is too light, too gentle for me to come. I’m frustrated now and he laughs again. He’s such a tease. “Ask me.”
“Please, Sir, may I come for you?” My voice is soft, desperate, and needy. I almost don’t recognize it. His free hand squeezes my ass hard and his fingers rub ever so gently against me. Without warning he turns his slow movements into something hard and fast, a drum beating against me, “Now.” His voice is sharp and I know that if I do not give, he will take. I enjoy both, but right now I want nothing more than to fall into the sensation and my orgasm rolls through my body, accompanied by a low moan. My hips buck and I feel a third finger. “Again.” And I do. I’m shaking and he holds me steady. My moans turn to soft sounds of contentment. For now, my brain is quiet and I am focused only on him and what he wants of me.