EPIC – little girl giving in to control

The morning after, still floating, sipping good coffee.

Day 14 of 30 days of pleasure and naughtiness.

There was a hockey game on tv. But that was the last thing on our minds. We had had ice cream cake and had put the little one to bed. As he tapped the mini keg and put it in the fridge and I had grabbed one of my own beers. Normally we might have made cocktails or he would have made a 7&7 but this was a game night and us both being Pittsburgh fans it’s a silent understanding that you only drink beer on that night.

He had seen my tumblr and he knew that little girl needed someone to take control. I needed spanked, to worship his cock and feel little and totally out of control. It wasn’t long that after sitting on the couch he asked me to go over his knee and I looked at him as he told me again. Normally I would have tried a power struggle with him as most times I don’t do well with sudden commands. But I am getting better at it.
I put myself over his lap but this time instead of draping myself over him to where it was very uncomfortable, I put my head on his leg on his distant knee. I kissed his leg and instantly it was more of an intimate moment. He started off with a few and they ranged in strength till he reached his hand down to my freshly shaven pussy to feel how wet I was. Damn slut that I am, I gave myself away. The smacks that continued were not easy ones. But Daddy did it in such a rhythm that there was a smack to each cheek, then a second of rubbing my pussy and clit. Daddy did this several times in a row till he knew I was soaked. Only seconds from squirting all over his lap.

Daddy got up to get a refill on his drink and grabbed the washable marker he saw I had left out after coloring with my son. He drew things on my nipples. Laughing as he wrote ‘bite’ above one and wrote something else below my neck line. Then he told me to get up on the chaise. There again, another second of hesitation. Looking from the chaise to him. But my brain stopped and I went over to the chaise and obeyed. Knowing this night was about nothing else but giving me what we both needed. I needed to make my brain give up.

My pussy was soaked from him spanking me. He slid into me perfectly. Oh what a release it was just to feel him enter me. My brain letting go to udder bliss and my orgasm shaking my body and gripping onto his cock. Then working my body for his mind and needs. My body wanting him to put his seed into me. He had my right leg on his shoulder and my left was wrapped around his waist as his head went back and he groaned in pleasure as he filled me with his cum.

He got up and I licked around his cock, cleaning our cum off of him and he went into the kitchen for a refill as I noticed that I was still nursing one beer. Unusual for me. But I was ok with it. I knew our evening was no where near ending. I went to go into the bathroom but I stopped before I reached the door, he only watched me silently. I stopped and closed my eyes. Asking Daddy if I was allowed to pee. He told me yes but followed me in and tore a strip of paper off and got down on his knees. I looked at him as I chewed on my lips in worry that I would be able to pee with him so close to me. But when I was about to let go he told me no, that I was to open my legs so he could watch. In my mind there was an immediate battle. I knew that I should let him see, that I should be a good little girl. I asked him not to touch me or he would make me stop. I spread my legs, and closed my eyes and tried to let go. It came out so slow and my eyes were squeezed shut so hard. But when I finished I looked at him nervous again as he wanted me to push out to him for him to wipe me. It was so unusual for me that I couldn’t help but give him the funniest look. After, washing our hands and going back out into the living room.

He told me that he would like to cum again when we were in the living room. I moved slowly, my body in bliss and my mind fuzzy as I was on my knees licking and sucking on his cock.  With my mouth on him he got harder but not completely. I tried to work my magic on him. Moaning and pushing myself down again and again on him sealing my lips tighter on the shaft of his cock. He looked down at me and told me that he had to pee and asked me if I would like to take it right there. I asked him if we could do it in the bathroom and he nodded a yes to me.

I was still slightly hesitant but I got slowly down, and he offered his cock in his hand. An action so small. But him holding his cock out to me makes m melt and immediately wet. My Daddy Dom… I wrapped my lips around him and sealed them right where I needed them to be able to swallow quickly. It only took a second for him to start and I was right he went quickly. But Daddy always has a lot of pee and after a good ten swallows and not dripping any, the taste changed. I tongued the tip of his cock and grunted as he took his cock out of my mouth and finished in the toilet. Telling him that it tasted differently he told me it was ok. I was secretly proud for taking his pee as I had not done so in a very long time and we had both mentioned missing it earlier in the week.

He turned around and opened the closet and took out the tools needed for a good impact play and I whimpered as he took out the new impact toy I had bought from extreme restraints. I had hoped I was only getting a nice and good hard flogging but as he grabbed several things I walked out of the bathroom and put myself on all toys on the chaise. Thinking in my head to give up, to let him take control. My Daddy totally capable of taking control for me and knowing what’s best. (Been a long time coming)

There was two smacks on each cheek up in the air and I was expecting the worst. I thought for one foolish moment out loud, oh that’s not that bad. Then he told me that it was just the paddle as he flung it onto the couch. Now was the new object. Kind of like a folded in half belt but much thicker and with a handle. There was hits to each cheek. Not ramping but experimenting. I hurt badly and I wanted no more of it. I cocked my head and looked up to him but he told me two more… why was there always two more? The next two I think were meant to cross both cheeks but when he brought it down flat like that the brunt of the hit was put into the end of it, hitting my right cheek. I gasped and flattened my body. Breathing hard as he walked over to the pile of things.

The flogger came down on my back. Hard hits, not spreading the ends out but it still felt so good to have it on my body. The one tool that I always feel more of a connection and a release to. The hits had no direction. But soon Daddy let the tails spread out on my body as they hit and I rose my body to him. Like a cat does to a long stroke I rose my back and bum out to him. I can only imagine that he smiled.

He asked me to turn around onto my back and felt my pussy and how wet it was. Then bringing his hand down on my pussy I closed my legs trapping his hand. He looked up at me with a look I knew all to well. It was pure reaction. I felt bad as I opened back up my legs. He did it again three or four more times. And then I asked him. Can you please take me to sub space Daddy? I told him that I was half way there and the pussy slaps were nice but they were keeping me from hitting that goal. He looked at me and I couldn’t understand the look. He told me to roll back over. I was sure that I was in trouble.

The most amazing thing happened then. He started hitting me with the flogger but lighter. With direction and purpose hitting each of my body parts one at a time. An order only in his head. As he moved around my body he got the slightest bit harder with every round. Ramping me like we have ever done before. It was the most amazing thing that I had ever felt before.

I don’t know how much time had passed but I started to worry about Daddy started to worry that it was tiring him out. But my brain told me to hush and to just let go. I gave in then. With his hits getting so hard my body had needed it. I started to soar and more time passed. It felt like I was in a dream. Then out of no where pain started to register. I was still very deep in sub space but I cried out the safe word.

He let the flogger fall and looked down at me telling me he was so proud of me. You could hear it in his voice. Asking me if I had enjoyed what he did and I told him that it was the most amazing thing that Id ever felt in my life. That I was soaring. It took a minute to get up. It registered that we didn’t use restraints or blindfolds or anything. I just gave in to him. I was so happy.

Daddy sat down on the couch then and told me that he would like for me to lay on the couch and put his cock in my mouth and rest there. Cock worship, just what I needed. I crawled over to him with a smile on my face and asked Daddy if I could have a drink. I took a few swigs of my drink then. And laid down on the couch and nuzzled his cock happily. I took him in my mouth and hummed on him with my happiness and he reacted immediately. After all he had said that he would like to cum again. It didn’t register to get off the couch and get on my knees. I was too far into sub space.

He stroked himself when I pulled my mouth off of him to breathe. He ordered me to get his phone to take pictures but I had the camera out to charge it earlier so web I handed him both he said he would just use the camera. I laid back down as I had before and got him wet as he took pictures. He had wanted to cover my face. So he stroked with one hand while I watched him greedily. I closed my eyes just in time as he came on my face. Most of it going near my cheek and eye but the last of it going into my open mouth. Almost like a reward. He told me to stay still as he took pictures.

Later he asked if I liked when he came on my face. When I asked him why he asked he told me that he remembered me telling him before that I didn’t like it. I smiled at Daddy and told him that he’s different. – Still drinking coffee. Have some boobs. Lol.

Oooops….

I haven’t forgot about you darlings. I promise. There have been a few tide waves to my little world. But I am here and horny again. <3

Starting the first of April celebrating my birthday there will be 30 days of pleasure and naughtiness. And on each day I will write to you and tell you of my naughty and pleasurable moments. Unless I am mysteriously carted  away by men in uniforms pulling me into a dark van… promises promises. Tee hee.

Daddy and I have not been doing anything totally outrageous lately. But we have certainly had moments of pure sensual loving. mmmmmmhmm. I do admit that I have been tumbl’ing quite a bit. And there have been lots of pictures to account for it. But I’m here once again. My original internet love. Writing. I am going to give all of you a fair warning in telling you that everything that I write won’t be kink. There may be a few things here and there. I do go through a few toys… ok allot of toys. I may tell you what I think on them or just let you know about whats been going through my kinky little mind.

Right now I’m hopping up and down in the office listening to music and writing. – But you wouldn’t believe what happened yesterday…

Ok, Daddy and I made love. Oh yes more than that… there was biting, breath play, fingering, sucking, licking, but something that plays over and over in my head (as things tend to do so often). He said that he would like to cum on my face. So I twisted myself around so that he was on his knees on the bed stroking his hard large thick cock and My face was right in front of him. He looked down at me and I told him dirty things such as different taboo things that I can’t find myself able to write about quite yet *blush* and watching him stroke his cock.

Right when he gets ready to cum the  head of his cock gets so wonderfully swollen. Yes I know lots of men’s cocks do that. But Daddy’s cock… I don’t even know how to explain it. It got so thick and I felt his warm cum cover my face. As he looked down at me telling me to open my mouth as the last of what was squirting out went into my mouth. Oh how wonderful it tasted!! I took in the head of his cock in my mouth and sucked and pulled on it and let him pull out of my mouth making a POP sound.

Daddy leaned down into me, my smiling pure joy. His tongue running down one side of my face, his curled tongue taking the cum off of my face as his mouth went on mine and he fed the cum to me. My breathing deepened as he smiled and did the same thing to the other side of my face. Oh how happy little girl was!

He got up to get his jeans on and I giggled and pulled them onto the bed and under me, burying my face into them. He asked for them once. Then twice. Both times getting nothing but shakes of my head and giggles out of me. As he jumped onto the bed I got three REALLY hard smacks on each cheek of my bum. His body weight was holding me down and I COULDN’T get the jeans out from under me! I was giggling and wiggling and trying so hard to give him the darn things. I was out of breath and for the life of me could not remember our safe word. Let alone stop giggling to get out any word at all! But I spit it out and we rolled together laughing. I told him I almost said something waaaay off track instead of the real safe word (even thou the safe word is silly in its own way).

Can’t wait to start my 30 days of pleasure and naughtiness!

Wanton Wednesday: Impact play

Daddy and I taped last nights impact play and I would love to let you see it but it won’t let me upload it. So I don’t know how to share it with you. But here is a picture of it for you, the flogger, being dragged over my skin. <3

 

Have a wonderful Wanton Wednesday. Click and see who else is playing!

All roped up

Daddy and I have had rope in the box for a while, two very long lengths of it. I have been getting into it. Looking up on how to tie properly, how to store it properly, how to bind but not bruise so bad. Craving for it a night or two here and there. Wanting to see the marks on my skin that the rope leaves like the red marks that cover my skin after a good impact play.

Daddy had seen the pictures, I had sent them to him. Like a woman leaves hints about getting engaged, I left the laptop open on certain pages, emailed him pictures. I wanted him to tie me up and have our impact play. He knows how much I squirm and sometimes I don’t even mean to as much as I really do. Most times I know how badly I really need it.

We put a blanket over the top of the coffee table and had me get on my hands and knees and he started tying each part of me down. And he has let me put my ball gag in before he has started this and silly me tries to tell him how to tie with it in. Hah! I get told to hush as he continues to tie me. I struggle against my ties but thats just me. And then he gets out the flogger, my love and hate relationship with it. I feel its sting on me and I love the feeling as it spreads on my skin. My back and bottom. I know Daddy knows how much I love the floggings, but today he doesn’t stay with it very long.

He slides the smooth leather of the paddle over my skin and I shake and try to move away from it. NO my mind thinks to itself, no I’m not ready for this, go back… you cant possibly stop the flogging just on my back and bottom. But Daddy has other thoughts and as I try to talk through my gag he starts with it. Making me swear at him making me whimper and purr when he touches the reddened skin. Then he does something I detest, he rests the paddle between my cheeks and tells me not to let it fall and steps back and takes a picture. Making my face flash bright red. Humiliation in its worst. I’m softly cursing at him now badly

I don’t remember him taking the strap to my skin. I do know that then he went to his hand. Artfully telling me that he remembered me saying on my tumblr on how some little girls Daddy made her bottom so red from his hand. I don’t know if I would call what I got then a spanking. It was stronger, with the meaning of him getting my bottom just as red as the other little girls had been. Between smacks he feels if I am wet but my mind is working more than my body, my mind making it worse than it really is. He finishes with two large smacks, one to each cheek. The ones that make me scream and tears instantly streaming down my face and I uncontrollably sob. He told me one cheek had a definite hand print but at the time they both hurt the same.

I will not go into detail on this part because I don’t like it. It’s not something that I want to do alot of. Daddy had picked up some cloths pins. *chills* He wanted to try it. My opinion was nothing but the word no from the go. But we have always said that from the start that we would at least try some things that would be new to us. This was borderline crazy to me.

I almost posted more pictures, but I just cant do it. *holds breasts in hands and closes up legs tight* Not doing it anytime soon, caused more mental damage than good.

 

More spankings…

And I luvs em. Lol. We’ve been getting into them and I couldn’t be happier. I have a story to come to you tomorrow. Hope your having a great weekend.

 

 

Be a good girl

Be a good girl for Daddy, thats what he said.

The day before thanksgiving Daddy was suppost to go to the dentist, but took that time and climbed in bed with me instead. As Daddy does to treat his little girl, he made me cum for him several times, I am pretty sure four times. And I told him a nice little fantasy we have been talking about lately (maybe I will have the nerve to bring it up at a later date) and got Daddy to cum in my mouth. But what came next was special, special just for me.

I had been teasing him, and had been in bad moods in the last week. But had told him several times that I think I needed a red bum. After I got Daddy to cum I laid on my belly as I like to do and he curled his body up to me, making me melt for him. I felt his hot breath on my skin as I felt his fingers stroking each of my bottom’s cheeks. Chills were sent up and down my spine as I moaned for him sweetly. Then three fast hot smacks covered each of my cheeks. I gasped in for air and moaned as his hands continued to stroke my cheeks making me feel every small tingle.

His hand left my cheeks, held in the air, as I sucked in a large breath anticipating his move. He brought his hand down to me again, but not in a smack. I let out my puff of air knowing Daddy was playing me. Then two large smacks came, one to each. Making me bite into the pillow under my face. My breaths came shorter, feeling the sting on my bottom. He asked me questions, that I don’t remember now, I only know that I moaned my responses back to him. Next came more fast short sets making me feel on fire, squealing. He kept on talking to me, making sure I was there, listening to my responses deepen. Knowing I was going into a sub space that I love so dearly as he kept on spanking me.

Feeling his hands rub my body, now circling around my thighs, hips, and back. I moan and move closer as he tells me that he is going to do two more. One to each cheek. ‘Be a good girl” he tells me and to stay still for him. I know by now with this kind of warning that they are going to be hard. The kind that instantly brings tears to my eyes. He rubs the left one… then the right. Brings his hand down with speed and strength on my right cheek. Letting me scream into the pillow, jerking my body only a quarter of an inch, giving me a short second (in which I really do appreciate Daddy) and then brings his hand down the same on my left cheek. Another scream into the pillow and a red hot bottom stinging as I gasp for air. Bringing my head up from the pillow, some of the fabric in my mouth as my jaw is still clenched.

I curl into Daddy then. His good girl. My whole body covered in goose bumps and knowing that there were some times that my bottom has been redder, but this was the most intimate spanking he has given me. Where there was nothing left but love for one another when he finished. Thank you Daddy, thank you.

This picture is not of this specific time, but of a story coming to you shortly to read. And Daddy made my bottom as red as I think it has ever been. Another time I thanked Daddy. <3 (doesn’t his hand print look lovely?)

Daddy keeping me in suspension

On Friday Daddy went to the home improvement store and got some things for us to have some special new fun. He put three large eye hooks in the game room ceiling and made me a spreader bar… yes my Daddy made me my spreader bar, thou we think he will make me a longer one now that we see how far it really goes. Cause the cuffs can swing around (no matter how tight they are on, tee hee). Its so pretty and shiny… wanna see?

Daddy played around with me at first, teased me, spanked me, licked around my ball gag. Oh yes I had one in. He circled me telling me how beautiful I am and how much he loves his little girl. Making me feel as wonderful and as special as possible because I was a little uncomfortable being in this new position. I was not able to hide any part of my body at all and I was extremely nervous. I wanted to be able to hit sub space and make Daddy happy but I wasn’t sure if I was going to be able to.

When Daddy wanted to get more serious about the playing he started with the flogger, feeling me out. But it wrapped around horribly even thou he didn’t take it to me as hard as he could have. Every time I tried to move or pull away (thou I could only move my body an inch or two) being bratty Daddy threatened to open the blinds on the double glass doors in front of me. And because I was blindfolded he even pulled on the chain to open them and I heard them swing open and held my breath till they closed. Swinging around I found it very difficult to stay in my heels and I was going to definitely hurt my ankles if I kept it up so I had to get Daddy’s attention. But when he took the heels off of me the cuffs on my hands were definitely too high up and he laughed at me and said that I had better stay on my tippy toes then. Grrrr Daddy.

Daddy then teased me with trying to decide on a number and I was gagged so of course I tried to sputter out trying to tell him five, he then had good fun of course knowing what I was saying. But being the silly little girl that I am I opened up my hands, trying to let him see that only one hand was open and I was wiggling it around frantically. And Daddy laughed and said ‘Oh you want fifteen?’ to which I growled at. I whimpered and kept my hand open to the five and fake cried and whimpered for him some more so that he would understand. He then said nine and I shook my head, I didn’t think I could take nine hits to each part of my body. Daddy then reminded me that he wasn’t going to be able to hit my feet so I should take the nine and be a good little girl about it.

Daddy took the strap to my back, then my butt, hitting around at my thighs lightly and then my breasts and belly. He didn’t take this as hard either as he would have normally but I think neither of us were sure how it would do since when it hits it wraps around the body part and its pointed tip bites into the skin harshly. I wasn’t laying on anything that would keep the strap from wrapping around as much as it liked. I definitely felt the tip more prominently on my sides and on my lower back. However when he took it to my bottom I think it was harder for him cause he is able to hit my bottom better with a short toy when I lay down in front of him. There is still a spot that it marked below my right shoulder blade closer to my side. But Daddy took pictures for you, and yes my skin is that white. I don’t tan, I freckle.

After the strap

Then Daddy took the paddle and my first of many tears came. But I was determined to take all Daddy gave to me. I wanted to take every sting and every hit to take me to that place of subspace where there was only Daddy and me. I remember Daddy teasing my breasts, rubbing the paddle’s leather against the soft roundness of my both my breasts. Then hitting them once each, hard but not too hard. Immediately taking each of them into his mouth, soothing them, then being the Daddy Dom that he is, biting down and making me jump. (inserting another grrr Daddy here)

Finishing up on my front as fast as he could to get it over with (for me) he moved around to my back. Taking the paddle to each of my cheeks once then to my back, making red round circles of pain covering every inch of my back. Even hitting my sides making my body twist, pulling on my restraints, biting down into my ball gag and softly crying. Daddy waited for my body to come back to the position that I was in and centered his attention to each of my cheeks. I sobbed as he finished the last of many hits on my cheeks sucking breaths in around my ball gag.

After the paddle

There are times that after Daddy finishes with the paddle that he takes his hand to my body, knowing that sometimes I crave it. Knowing that it is his touch and not a cold hard instrument. Sometimes he only spanks me, ranging from one to five extremely hard hits. My finale and his little gift to his little girl for not saying the safe word. But he walked around me, taking pictures and telling me again how pretty I am, and how happy he is that I am his. He set the camera down and ran his hands over my breasts.

SMACK! A hit came to each breast, thankfully not quite on center, but enough to shock me and make me suck another hard breath around my gag. Tears flowing freely from the fresh harsh pain searing my skin. Walking around me again to my back he covered every inch where the paddle had hit with his hand. He moved his hand from the top of my shoulder blades to my spine, down me and taking a short second to center himself to get the best angle. The last of the hits came to my bottom, centering them on each cheek. I kept my mind on the number of hits, trying to last. Screams came out of my throat and around from my gag as tears streamed down my face under my blindfold running down to my chin and falling onto my breasts. I dislocated my jaw, pushing my gag out with my tongue feeling it fall and hit my leather collar around my throat.

After his hand

Daddy carefully took off my blindfold, kissing my lips and face, unbuckling my gag and my thick leather collar. Touching me with love and care. Taking each restraint off of my ankles and then setting it aside. Lowering the ropes, taking the wrist restraints off of the hooks and carefully taking them off of my wrists. Guiding me over to the couch, laying me down in against the pillows, kissing me, covering me up with a blanket, kissing me again and telling me he loved me.

Once again we had tried something new, something together. And he did it all in love. He brought me up the stairs to the living room and let me lay on the chaise and I told him my back hurt the most and he rubbed and caressed my back. I have no idea how long, but my skin was soothed in the most intimate way as only Daddy can do.

Something I can’t get out of my mind

Not really us but a good idea of how we are

I am thoroughly tired, but I keep reading over this, and thinking of how sexy it is. Hope you think so too.

I want you
Yes! I will take you and have you
Mmmmm, yes please Daddy
I will spit on you and spank you
OooooOOOoooooo, yes please Daddy I’ve been bad
How?
Played with the e-stim b4 u were home, and for being a Tart
Mmmmmm – yes you have been bad
Mm hmm, and spit in my mouth and on my face when you take my pussy
Yes i will, calling you a slut
Mmmmm, your slut Daddy
Yes
Mmmmm, your slut needs you, craves you
Yes she does
Have you spank me. and have you spit on me, and take me, and cum all over my pretty face
My dirty little girl, my slut, my whore, MINE
Mmmmm, yes, forever. Daddy… you make your dirty little slut so happy
I’m glad, what will you do for Daddy then?
Beg for you to cum on me
Mmmmmmmm
And drink your pee, every drop
Yummy
Fall asleep with you in my mouth
Yes
And wake you up with me sucking on you. Ride you and squirt on you. And tell you what a dirty little slut I am till you cum deep inside my womb
Mmmmm yes!
And anything else My Daddy asks me to do. And I’ll be very still when I get punished. I’ll make My Daddy very proud of his little slut
Mmmmmm – I love you. You make Daddy proud
I love you too!

Yes Daddy… Please!

This weekend is Daddy’s weekend, his birthday weekend. And he is coming home… yay! I took some pictures for this post today and asked Daddy to pick one, he liked this one. The shoes in the picture are one of two new pairs Daddy bought me on our vacation. Daddy’s so good to me.

I have a list of wonderful things that are going to happen this weekend.

- I get to suck on him… alot; I get to have him piss in my mouth again (I love this so much but can never finish it all but this time I am determined to); I am going… not ‘try’ but… am ‘going’ to piss for him; I get to have him cover my wonderful face in cum; I get to be spanked by him ;I get to fall asleep with his cock in my mouth again; and I get to wake him up in the middle of the night with my mouth, and continue to do so until he’s hard and I get to ride him till he cums deep inside of me.

Such a nice little schedule don’t you think? I think so. The name of this weekend is Yes Daddy… Please! I get to please him and nothing pleases me more than getting him to cum anywhere he likes in or on me. And I love that I get to fall asleep with his cock in my mouth again. Somehow its so relaxing, knowing my place, my favorite place to be.

And watersports, my new favorite. Mmmmm, I can hardly wait. The near thought of him sitting near me and telling me he has to go to the bathroom is making me bite and suck on my bottom lip. I get to be used by him. Yum.

Another thing pleasing me today, making me smile. Something happened yesterday and it happened when we were in our hotel on our vacation two weeks ago. He said that I was his and he owned me. Now from the start I loved hearing that I was his… him making love to me and telling me that I was his made me instantly cum. I loved it. But back then thinking of being owned… I didn’t like it. Now, after hearing it (twice) it gives me that same flutter, that jump in my chest.

I’m owned… by him.

Mmmmmmm. It makes me purr.

Giving me exactly what he knows I need, Part 2

You can see the bruises on my breasts in this pic from the paddle in this story of Sunday morning. But what a wonderful morning it was.

Waking up close to him, feeling his arms around me is the most amazing thing in the world. Feeling his hot breath on my neck, his hands cupping my breasts and one of my legs in between his own. My own personal heaven.

I feel his cock against my ass and I move myself against him, his fingers find my nipples and pull hard on them. Moaning, I arch my back to bring my neck to his mouth. he bites me hard and sucks on the skin in his mouth, making me squirm and push against him harder. My eyes flutter again and I fall into somewhere between consciousness and a dream as he puts his hand around my neck again. My breath stops and I sink into his grip, only listening to his breath in my ear. I want to fall deep, to let go, but I tap on his hand.

He gets up to go to the bathroom and I lay on the bed still, now at an angle to where my head is where his body was. Feeling the heat come off of the bed and still feeling so submissive from the night before. He walks to my side of the bed and reminds me that I had told him in my sleepiness that his smacking me in intervals of 5 was not giving me the pain and the sting that I needed. So now he was going to work on me, and it would be in intervals of 10.

He tells me to roll on my back as he places his hands on either side of my hips, he tells me that he will use the paddle on me, as well as the flogger, and end with his hand. He goes to push himself up and his hand finds the o ring gag that we had intended to use the night before that is still laying on the edge of the bed. He turns it over in his hands as he tells me to spread my legs wide. I spread them, bringing my feet onto the edges of the bed.

He takes the leather strap side of the gag and brings it down perfectly hitting my clit. My eyes get big and I look at him in awe, how in the hell could he have hit that spot on? He smiles and I see that he is pleased with himself, and he tells me to spread my legs wider. I give a small whimper as he does it again, then taking it to my nipples, hitting them perfectly. I bite down hard on my lip and squeeze my eyes shut as he hits my nipples and clit perfectly with the strap.

He knows how tender my breasts are, he tells me that he’s going to smack them, and I dare not to say no, but I shake my head. And instead I feel the hard leather of the paddle rubbing on my breasts. He rubs it on each one, teasing them, and then bringing the paddle down on them hard, once each. Then setting that down, he talks to me gently between my hard breaths and closed eyes that he is going to smack them once each with his hand, and that its going to be hard. I know his hands, how perfectly large they are, and how strong they are. I face my head into the bed as much as I can as he asks if I am ready. I get out a squeak but that’s good enough for him. He smacks my right one first, not giving me too much time to think and then he hits the left.

He moves down to my pussy and teases me with the paddle, taking the handle of it and caressing my lips. I whimper again, he knows I hate that damn thing, and yet at times I want it so badly. He slaps it against my pussy lips and my clit and it makes me let out a soft sob. He instructs me to roll over onto my back and I take my time, going slowly, knowing whats coming next.

First he takes the cuffs out for my hands and he puts them on me with just enough squirm room, but not enough to be able to take my hands out. Then Love takes the flogger down me, hitting my back several times, letting it fan out, then taking it to my ass. I love the heat the flogger brings to my body, savoring the stings just as he takes it down my ass to my legs. All the way down them to my ankles. I want him to take it to my ass again, to feel it sting me there. To close my eyes and melt into the stings. But that’s not whats happening this morning. He has something else planned.

He lays the handle of the flogger gently between my ass cheeks as he grabs for the paddle. He tells me that if the leather strap on the end wasn’t at the handle of the flogger it would be perfect with the ball at the end to stick it in my ass to hold it while he paddles me. Instead he asks me if I would like to have it in my mouth because I think that he has seen me biting into the white bedsheets when the flogger really began to sting.

Placing it in my mouth, he takes the paddle to my ass. I count in my head as he smacks each side. Each side of my ass getting ten smacks and I whimper and sob and bite into the handle of the flogger as hard as I can. he hits my thighs and I give a louder sob as I remember what kind of bruises the paddle left on them last time. He either sees or feels me tense and tells me that he would switch back to the flogger but he thinks that its still in my mouth. I fling the flogger with my mouth to the side of me, and I twist my body quickly so that my bound hands grab some part of it and fling it in his direction as he laughs.

He takes the flogger to me a couple more times so that I can enjoy it and then he takes the gag again, and the leather strap hits me. It makes me grit my teeth and squeeze my eyes shut. He then takes it down my legs, then brings up one of my feet and hits it once. I react quickly and bring my foot back down out of his grip and he smacks my ass hard, making tears fall down my face.

He tells me to keep my feet where he puts them or it will be double. He brings up my right foot and hits it with the leather strap. I don’t even count the hits in my head, I just wish for it to be over. The stinging on the bottom of my feet is new and I begin to bite into the sheets again. He quickly goes to the other foot and then lets me relax for just a moment, then brings my right one up again and takes the paddle to it. I bite harder into the sheets and sob as he takes it to both of my feet. I don’t even register the quick moment that he throws it down and takes his hands to them for the last hits on my soles. I just wish it to be over in my head.

He rises up and tells me what a good dirty little girl I am and tells me that he is going to spank me now. That I will receive ten smacks on each cheek and they will be hard, and then it will be over.

I cant tell you which cheek he smacked first, I know that he said if I moved I got ten more. And now I wonder if he really did want me to move. All that registered in my head was immaculate pain, and me thinking, no… screaming in my head for it to be over. When it was he put things away and I turned on one of my sides after he took the cuffs off of my hands.

I remember asking him if I could cuddle up to him and I remember him telling me ‘ of course baby ‘. When he laid next to me I curled into his chest with his arms around me and I cried. I actually cried when I curled into him. Letting out everything. If I would have been able to I would have curled myself into him till I went underneath his skin. It was a pure moment of intimacy and emotion and love.

To the love of my life… you are wonderful and I love you dearly. xoxo