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By *gent Coulson OP Man
42 weeks ago
Secret hideaway in the pennines |
"It's time" I say, it's a simple statement but she knows what I mean.
Rising from her chair, she gives me a worried look, she knows what is coming, she knows she has failed on some of her weekly tasks which means punishment. She hates my weapon of choice for punishment, and so she should; it is an evil dense wooden travel paddle with a CNC cut pattern on one side and plain on the other. Only about 8 inches long and it stings like a bitch!
Slowly she walks into the bedroom to disrobe and collect her collar. Returning with the collar on its presentation cushion, she assumes Nadu: legs spread at the correct angle, back straight, palms upturned on her thighs, head bent, eyes lowered in the correct poise waiting for me to move.
I leave her like that for a few minutes as I finish reading an article on my phone, I can see her nervously giving me the occasional glance and I smile. Standing, I step In front of her. "Present" I command, with that she picks up the cushion bearing the collar, head still lowered and presents me with the collar, again I make her wait till I accept it.
Taking the cushion from her, I command her to stand, she rises and goes straight into the presentation stance, legs spread the correct distance, back straight, hands behind her head lifting her hair to expose her neck.
Unlocking the collar I walk behind her, her anticipation building, I run my thumb nail down her spine and she arches "Did I say you could move?" I say sternly.
" No Sir" she replies quietly, knowing that that could be classed as another fail. I place the collar around her neck and snap the lock into place.
Stepping away from her, I return to face her as she is presented for inspection.
Her naked body shows signs of life, and motherhood, full breasts hanging down, her stomach and thighs showing the signs of weight loss, but I don't care, all I see is the woman that I love, the sub who is mine, the body to use as I see fit, I drink in her nakedness and beauty.
I begin my inspection, she knows she is not allowed to move or make a sound, as that again would be a fail. I run my fingers down her left breast, knowing that any second I am going to hit that sensitive spot, watch her face for a reaction, I circle her prominent nipple. I see her bite her lip, and I smile. Moving up I repeat the process with her right breast, this time I give the nipple a squeeze, again she bites her lip but remains silent.
I slowly move down her body, down her left leg feeling how smooth her grooming is, working my way back up the inner thigh and over the top of her cunt to her right leg which is smooth. Moving up the right inner thigh, at this point, I know she is wet. As I reach the top I trace the outline of her slit and receive a sharp intake so breath. "Good girl" I say as I slip a finger between her lips feeling how wet she is. I look into her eye and say "What is this?" my finger probing deeper into her "Your cunt Sir"
"That's right" I reply, I can see her squirming, but trying desperately to maintain presentation position.
I step back, turning I pick up the deck of cards on the table, little does she knows that I stacked the deck all the aces and picture card in the top of the deck, silently I draw out 13 cards and have her pick a card.
I run through the tasks she has failed this week. She listens, eyes lowered, as I finish, "You are 5 points off target this week I say, the card you hold in your hand denotes the multiplier for punishment, look at the card" it's an ace, "That is 75 strokes for punishment, on top of the 45 you drew for maintenance".
Pointing to the sofa I command her to assume the position. Assuming the submit position, ready for what is to come.
I should point out that at this moment there is a little internal conflict going here, as a Dom, having to administer punishment of this kind feels like a failure on my part. As a sadist, I am looking forward to administering it; go figure.
I proceed into the bedroom, retrieve the travel paddle, along with the Tetsubo, sword and a couple of other items for the maintenance spanking along with the vampire glove. All this time she has been in submit position, waiting.
Returning to the lounge , I place the toys on the coffee table, within easy reach. Picking up the punishment paddle, I place it on her right arse cheek so she is aware the punishment is about to commence, drawing back about a foot, I land the first strike following through rather than laying off, her back arched as the paddle bit, smooth side on "one" she whimpers. Switching cheeks it strikes the left side, the paddle sinking deep into the fleshy cheek producing another whimpered count.
The tears and sobs start by the time we hit 50 strikes, I place my hand gently on her back and stroke it gently to reassure her that she is being a good girl. At this point I swap out the travel paddle for another dense wooden paddle. A little bigger than the first, the first strike causes her to rise as the sting is intense, and she miscounts, adding an extra number to the count "Wrong" I said sternly, she corrects herself through the sobs.
By the time we finish the 75 punishment strokes her arse is red and warm with a good spread of strikes.
"Are you ready for the 45 now" I ask.
"Yes Sir" she replies through her sobs.
The final set begins, swapping out the toys every 10 strokes till I hit 40, the final 5 delivered by the vampire glove.
Taking off the glove I sit beside her, sobbing, her eyes red with tears she curls into me and I hold her close, wrapping my arms around her, whispering words of comfort till the tears subside.
Stoking her hair I gently say, "You are my good girl, and I am proud of you" |
