Tuesday, April 15, 2008

Spanked At Last

Miss C's deliciously red ass after a weekend of spanking.

My ass after last weekend.
Taken on Monday afternoon by my beloved B after a
bout of role playing. Bruised and red flesh is so yum.

This weekend was amazing. Unfortunately, B didn't get to tie me up because we were unable to get the rope. It hardly dampened my weekend; in fact I forgot about it all together because B did everything else I asked for—and then some!

My ass is still aching from that firm paddling he gave me with my wooden hairbrush. He slapped me, spanked me, choked me, pulled my hair, held me down, fucked me hard, and completely overtook my body and claimed it as his own. I was his own personal plaything I reveled in every second of it. Never has any man made me feel the way B made me feel last weekend. I truly felt as if I was his and that made me want to give him even more of myself.

My parting gifts from our encounter include the bruises on my wrists, arms and hips, my sore and swollen cunt, and my cherry-red ass: as you can see from the photograph.

What shocked me the most was how easy it was for him to change character. Due to his inexperience, I thought it would have been hard for him to cross that barrier, as he has never had any desire in hitting/spanking women. Usually inexperienced men have a hard time letting go of the stigma of spanking, slapping and rough sex. They see it as abuse and it is hardly enticing to them.

Apparently not for B. It seems he had it in him all along.

At the end, as we were both lying next to each other—our bodies shivering and panting heavily—he held me close to him and kissed me gently all over my face. Then whispered into my ear that he truly enjoyed seeing me squirm as he turned my ass red and that next weekend, when my I was feeling better, he would thoroughly spank me again. I don't know about you, but the very thought of my lover forcefully bending me over, holding me down, then lovingly paddling away at my ass with my wooden hairbrush makes me incredibly wet.

It seems in only one session I have managed to convert my corporate, suit-wearing lover from a reluctant vanilla-spanker to a full-time ass-paddler. I have opened the Door of Kink for him and he happily followed me through it.

If only all my lovers were so receptive and giving.

Yours Always,
-Miss C

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