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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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The fire crackled warmly as they sat in front of it and sipped the bubbly champagne. Having finished their dinner of steak and lobster, both of them felt very satisfied. He sat the champagne down and stroked her cheek lightly, brushing the hair away. He kissed her tenderly on her cheek and she responded by turning her head slightly, making her lips available to him. He kissed her again on the lips and the sweet taste of champagne and the softness of her lips, lit a fire inside him.
They moved to the bedroom and sat on the edge of the bed kissing passionately, tongues intertwined in a dance of lust, darting back and forth and probing deeply. He opened the drawer in the nightstand and removed the leather restraints. He put one on each wrist and snapped them together. Per his instruction, she rolled onto her front and lay there quietly. He ran his hands up the backside of her legs and under the hem of her short skirt, and she shivered in anticipation. He lifted the skirt over her buttocks, and the black thong beckoned him like a magnet. He left it in place, at least temporarily, and reached inside the nightstand.
He removed the feathers, and ran them lightly up the back of her legs and the inside of her thighs, kissing lightly after the feather had passed. He lightly stroked her nether region, covered with the filmy fabric of the thong. She moved her buttocks in response to the feathers, and he slapped each one lightly, kissing the redness away. He put the feathers away and took out a fur-covered dowel and stroked from her ankles to her womanly lips, just as he had done with the feathers. The response was the same, as she moved her pelvis, trying to remain in contact with the fur. He again slapped her on each buttock, a little harder this time, and she moaned with passion, telling him to keep it up.
He put the fur back in the nightstand and grabbed the black leather paddle with the leather handle. His hands spread each leg apart giving him easier access to her. He lifted her by the hips and she was now in the classic, submissive position, head on a pillow, wrists bound over her head, on her knees, with her buttocks in the air. He ran the leather handle up the insides of her naked thighs and her backside quivered in anticipation as the leather handle moved closer. He stroked her womanly lips through the wet, filmy material covering them, and she moaned louder this time, begging him to spank her.
The leather paddle came down hard on her right cheek and she screamed, more in surprise than pain. His soft lips kissed at the redness and his tongue licked here and there, adding some wetness in the process. He raised the paddle and whacked her left cheek, and kissed at the redness, as her buttocks quivered with the combination of pain and pleasure. She begged him to keep it up, and he respected her wishes, spanking her, and always kissing the area he had just spanked. The redness of her cheeks were warm to the touch, he noticed, as his fingernails traced lazy circles on her cheeks, raising welts. "A little harder, please", she begged of him and he responded to her wishes by bringing the paddle down harder on each cheek. She had the edge of the pillow in her mouth, biting down, to keep from screaming as he administered her spanking. She could feel the wetness spread as he continued, the passion overcame her and she felt a giddiness take over as the pain receded into the back of her mind.
He kissed the redness of her backside, soothing the pain. He rolled her over and kissed her lips tenderly as he unsnapped the leather restraints. She put her arms around him and pulled him closer, as tiny sobs wracked her body. He hugged her to him and wrapped his arms around her, feeling closer to her than he'd ever felt with another person. |
