Spanking Story of the Week

What did you do?
I broke a rule.
Which one?
I forgot to call you back when you left the message this morning.
Indeed. I understand you can't always answer your phone, but I do expect you to call me back when you are free to do so.
Yes, Sir. I understand and take full responsibility. 

Sir sat down and pulled me over his lap. The only sound was that of his hand smacking against my bottom and of my sobs. This was the second time I had forgotten to return his call so I knew what was coming and fully accepted my correction. Ten minutes of his hand coming down relentlessly.  My  bottom was already on fire and I had no idea how much longer was left. My face was pointed down and would remain so. I had agreed to this correction and so I had no right to complain. My crying was useless but I couldn't stop myself. Besides, he enjoyed my tears. Without them, he told me, he had no notion that his correction was taking effect. Just when I thought I could take no more, he stopped. The first round was over. You see, each time I broke the same rule, my correction was added to. The first time I received ten minutes of a hard hand spanking. This time, I again receive that correction plus an additional five minutes with my the back of my wooden brush. I sobbed and, thankfully, Sir soothed my bottom a  bit.

Then, the first strike of the brush. I screamed, jerking my body. Five minutes of this? I couldn't stand it. But I would. Both he and I knew I would endure, that I would accept. Again and again the brush came down. Rhythmically striking low on one cheek, then the other. My sit spot, the back of my thighs, the fleshy curve of my already tender bottom. He spread the beating over my entire ass, being sure that no spot was left unattended. I sobbed, ears dripping onto the floor. Suddenly, I realized that the spanking had stopped and he was gently rubbing my punished flesh. Still I cried from both pain and shame. Really, was asking to return his call too much? Of course not. I had been careless. I slid from his face and released his cock. He smiled down at my tear streaked face and gave his approval. I opened my mouth and showed him my love. Keeping my eyes locked with his, I swallowed his rod, massaging gently his lovely balls until I felt them tighten. Throwing his head back and pressing my face down to the base, he gave me his full forgiveness and released his blessing down my throat.

Testing my Submissive

               I’ve wanted to do this for some time now, but never have I trained a submissive as natural as  Jade. Her pale, pale skin is almost translucent, her almost naturally blonde hair, almost white in its pureness, flows thickly down her back. Her eyes, the color of a calm sea, look up at me, reflecting her love and desire to please. I have been training her for about six months now. No submissive has ever tried to please me as well as she. When I first met her, she had no idea her potential, she only knew that innately, her place was to serve. She knew she received no pleasure herself unless she had provided pleasure to her partner. Because of this, I am careful to tell her how good she is, how beautiful, how much she does, indeed, please me.

               Today, though, is her gift to me. Proof, not that I need it, of her absolute trust in my protection, my guidance and my love. She has dressed to my specifications – heels, a low cut, sexy dress and nothing else. We arrive at the club. I place my hand on her back, gently pushing her through the door. She has thirty seconds to look around and get her bearings, then I place the blindfold over her eyes. She will wear this for the next two hours. I ask if she is ready and nods her head. She will not speak unless I give permission and then, she will only answer a question which requires more than a nod or shake of the head. She grasps my hand tightly and I know she is afraid but also trusts me and my decisions. I take her small face in my hands and kiss her deeply. She responds immediately, wraps her arms around my neck and pulls me in. She may be a natural submissive, but not even I could train her to control her blatant sexuality – not that I would want to!

               I lead her into the club and glance around. At least ten other men are seated, drink in hand, watching. I have invited them here for this purpose. I step behind Jade and unzip her dress. She gasps a bit and trembles, but steps out the dress. Her body practically glows in its paleness. Her tits are full, heavy, tipped with pink large nipples. Her waist tapers in, but not too much. I, like most men, prefer women with a bit of meat rather than harsh bones. Her ass is rounded and, even in this low light, has a tinge of pink thanks to the spanking of this morning. I guide her forward and her gait is a bit awkward, partially from the heels, partially from her blindness, and partially from the rather large plug I have placed up her ass. That ass is mine and while I am willing to share her mouth and pussy, I will not share her most private of parts. I know the plug is a little too large and that it causes her discomfort, but that’s exactly what I planned – a constant reminder of my control. She whimpered when I pushed it in her, even cried a little when I told her she would wear it the rest of the day, but offered no complaint. In fact, she thanked me.

               I walk her to the prepared room. She kneels on the soft rug and I unzip my fly. Her mouth is on me almost before I can get my dick all the way free. God her hot mouth is awesome and I almost loose it immediately. Her tongue darts around the tip of my shaft and her lips lock around me in a tight circle. She cups my balls and sucks me down her throat. I grab her hair and force her mouth down on me, fucking her face. She moans, but I know it’s with pleasure. Within a minute I shoot my load down her throat. She laps it up, swallowing all of it, and keeps her lips on me until I pull her away.

               Now it begins. I’ve told her that she will swallow my cum at the beginning of her ordeal and then I will use a different hole at the end. My cum will signify both her beginning and her ending.

               The first of the men is at the door. I motion to him and he steps forward. Jade gropes for my hand and I gather her hair into a ponytail. I won’t let go of her, just as I promised. I will touch her in some way constantly, so she knows I am with her. I tell her to open her mouth and the man steps forward. She accepts him into her mouth and blows him. I love watching her lips around a man’s dick. He is a rather small man, so I know she can easily accept him. When he is about to cum he tells me and I instruct him to pull out. He sprays over her tits and she flinches at the heat and humiliation. Two more men follow and repeat the man’s performance. By now, I know her jaw is aching so I tell the next to put on a condom. I have her lie down on the bed. I hold her ankles up high so he has easy access her to pussy. By this time, I’m hard again, so I have her take my dick in her mouth while this next man, a large black man, fucks her pussy. I love the contrast between his dark, dark skin and her whiteness. The man is huge, but she is dripping wet and he easily slides in. I pull my dick out of her mouth and she moans in displeasure, still, I can tell by her smile that she is loving being fucked by this guy. He tells me he’s about to cum so I have him pull out, take off the condom and spray her belly. Her skin is a sticky mess now and I love it. I have her turn over and get on her knees. The next three guys fuck her doggy style and spray her ass and back.

               By now she is trembling, not just from excitement but also from exhaustion. She’s had enough. I begin to twist her plug and she cringes, knowing what’s coming. Without warning, I yank it out of her and plunge my dick all the way into her anus. She is crying now, but accepts the pain. If she were to say her safe word, I would stop. If I felt that she couldn’t take it, I’d stop even if she didn’t say her word. All the men who just used her stand around us, watching, playing with themselves. A few will orgasm a second time. It’s too much and I loosen my load deep within her. I replace the plug. She begins to pull away but I slap her ass and she remains in position.

               I give her a few minutes to recover, then I have her stand in a corner. The floor is bare concrete with a drain in the corner. I have arranged for two buckets – one of warm water, the other of soapy water – to be placed there. Then, each of the men who enjoyed her grabs a sponge and washes her body. I keep my hand on her neck so she knows I am with her. The men enjoy cleaning her, feeling her as they go, playing with her tits, her ass, her pussy. Once they finish I wave them away and they all leave us alone. I hold her and she buries her face in my neck, kissing me and whimpering.

               “You have made me very proud, Jade.”

               She looks up, smiles and kisses me. I reach down and squeeze her ass checks and she deepens her kiss. I know she is sore, tired, tender, yet she still responds to my touch. I pick up her dress and pull it over her head. I lead her out of the club and then take off her blindfold. She smiles at me, but still does not speak.

               “Tell me,” I say, “how do you feel?”

               She pauses and then says, “Accomplished. I was able to do all you asked of me despite my fears.”

               “And did you also find pleasure?”

               “Yes, my lord and master. I hold your cum inside of me. How could that not please me?”