We had met just the once and just for a drink, since then all our communication was mental (unspoken) We hatched a plan, which was accelerated by circumstances...It was to be her 1st spanking, I was aware there would only be one (1st) and my aim was to make it the most intense, within her limits...
She came to a house that she'd never been to before. She rang on the doorbell (I made her wait a little) I opened the door with a wicked smile, she handed me her task (29 lines on an A4 piece of paper, that read "I will use my safeword at 95% of what I can handle") I beckoned her in by holding both her hands and guiding her across the threshold. She was trembling, I didn't say a word (She knew that she wasn't to speak unless spoken to) I squeezed her hands and after a short pause she squeezed back, so that I knew she had consented.
I blindfolded her and tied some fabric over the top to secure it, she could see nothing. I lead her slowly up the stairs, one at a time, and into a room. I whispered "stand" as I took off here jacket and fleece (she had arrived after 'jogging' in the rain. She undid her shorts and I pulled them down together with her knickers exposing her 'spankable arse'. I left them around her ankles to add to her humiliation. I then told her to "kneel". I sat down on the edge of the bed held both her hands in one of mine and pulled her over my lap. Her head was down low and her hands were on the floor, along with her feet. Her whole body trembled.
I caressed her for a while so she could feel the warmth of my hand against her exposed flesh, I wanted to awaken her feelings and warm her up. I could feel that her breathing was sporadic as if she couldn't quite work out what was happening. I paused to let her brain catch itself up and breathing return to normal. then I used a soft feather fan, to liven up her nerve endings (a little cruel ;o) wrapping on arm tightly around her (I wanted her to feel secure...and powerless to move) I could hear and feel her tense and her breathing change frequency. She was still trembling but not as much now.
I gave her 2 swift, hard slaps...I felt her whimper slightly, tense and hold her breath instantly only after several seconds did she relax and exhale. I could sense her shock...but before she had too much time to think about it I gave her a set of about 6 hard spanks, one after another. Again she tensed and held her breath, I could tell how hard to spank her by her squirming and whimpering. After this set I stroked her reddening bottom and let the endorphins rush into her system. I also let her breath and brain catch up. I gave her several more sets each in turn getting slightly harder, I could tell they were having the right effect.
Now for a change of tack; I told her that she needed to count a set of 20, out loud. If she faltered or lost count then we would start over. The first few slaps were slow and I guaged how hard to do them by how her voice 'crackled'. Then at about 6 I started to get harder...at 13 I got faster, by 18 she was just on the edge of not being able to keep up but she overcame it and finished. I felt proud of her for doing this (and kind of proud of myself for getting it 'just right')
Some times between sets I caressed her with my tingling hand...other times i'd use the feather fan again about 10 mins in I reached between her legs to see how she was enjoying herself. She was a little shocked to find a finger inside of her and not so much when I told her that she was quite wet...so she must be having a good time, I told her such. She couldn't answer me as there was no question.
I did a couple more sets (varying the number of spanks) and reached down again, this time I used 2 fingers (I had a remote control love egg standing by, so after I probed her I put a little lube on it and slowly pushed it inside her) She gasped. I left it off for a couple of sets and then told her to do 100 pelvic floor exercises while I spanked her again. I could feel her whole body tense and relax due to the spanking and also to the PFE's too a delightful combination.
I switched on the egg and I could hear it buzzing deep inside her. If I stoked between her legs I could just feel it. Needless to say we had more spanking to do.
By now her arse was quite hot and very red...as was my hand. We had done a few more sets and I decided to up the ante furtherso as I caressed her bottom I also use the lube again on a smallish butt plug. I teased her rim with it a little (the lube was cold) before sliding slowly 'home'. She let out another gasp. I held it with one hand and stroked between her legs with the other, just brushing over her clit. Her breathing gave her away.
By now she had started to get used to the 'weight' and frequency of my blows. On the other hand she had a love egg buzzing deep inside her and a butt plug filling her and pressing against it from above. Keeping the pressure on the plug, I upped the tempo and the strength of the spanks. She was squirming and stifling her cries. Her fingers were clawing at the carpet and her feet twisted to get some purchase so she could tense her whole body. My upper arm was securing her however.
As quickly as the spanking started, I stopped it. I spent a while stroking and caressing each inch of exposed flesh however red and hot they were. I could feel her breathing slow and steady and deepen...until I told her to "kneel" again. Just to ramp things up a bit I turned the love egg up to full power...
...the rest is between just us xxx |
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