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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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Weeks went by slowly, again I'd sometimes hear from Ian, sometimes not. Still this frustrated the hell out of me as I was at the time still very needy of attention. Again I'd back chat, behave stroppy and was completely disrespectful.
"Know what you need, you cheeky cunt" he messaged one day, "Taught a fucking lesson, you need to realise and accept who is in charge once and for all"
I was told to meet him at the hotel, again told what to wear and told to wait.
I was nervous as I wasn't sure what this "lesson" would entail, but also very horny as I'd still get to see him.
I waited in the room for around an hour before I heard tapping at the door. I opened it shaking, he walked in, so tall, so confident, so fucking handsome.... He looked at me with that familiar grin on his face and simply said "lie on the bed face down, arse up". Immediately I did as he told me feeling so aroused but still anxious.
I heard him walk up to the bed, hovering around me from behind he touches my backside gently then pushes my skirt up to my hips, he caresses my bottom over my knickers for a few seconds before pulling them down to my knees.
I hear him fumbling around behind me and then I hear a 'swoosh' sound..... Oh my god, shit, shit, shit I thought, he has a fucking cane!!!
"Now, remember what I said about you needing taught a lesson, Do you want it?" He asks. "Yes I do" I reply tensing up every muscle in my body absolutely terrified. "Good, you'll take 30 unless you use your safe word, do you understand" I nodded my head and quietly told him I understood.
'Swoosh' I hear it again but didn't feel it, he was tormenting, playing me? Suddenly again I heard the noise and as the cane reached my arse cheeks I almost screamed out 'stop'.... This was much more painful than the paddle and there was no way I could take 30!!
Again and again it came, the cane connecting over and over, I was wriggling about the bed, I held my hands over my bottom to try stop it but he hit them too and reminded me to use
The 'word'. Although this was awful and I hated it, I was always a stubborn girl so I simply cried into the pillow and took it.
"Very good, I'm impressed" he say's, "let's hope for your sake, you'll not fuck with me again". He then softly kissed me and gently stroked over my welts. "Now you'll be rewarded".
He told me to turn on to my back. He then gave me a full on kiss, tongues lashing about, needing, wanting, lush kisses. He then puts his face towards my pussy, he teased me before eventually licking my dripping cunt for the first time. Fuck he was good, he knew exactly what he was doing, I couldn't help but to buck into his face, holding the back of his head not wanting him to stop. I had totally forgotten about my arse cheeks being on fire as he slipped in a finger then another. "Fuck me Ian, please fuck me" I beg him. I wanted his cock in me, in me anywhere I just needed him in me. "Not yet" he told me.
Fuck, I didn't think I could take anymore, I was going to cum. "Come for me now, you're ready" he say's, and I do straight away.
This man was now controlling my Climax! He had my mind, he now had my body, inside and out. |
