Here is a recount of a submissive session i had with a Mistress. It was incredible.. The emotional and physical boundaries that i pushed surprised even me at the time. i walked away feeling somewhat emancipated.
i think the title says it all.
ABOUT TIME
She gets up, walks toward the door, then stops. Her gaze mesmerizing me, she orders me, “You…Come up stairs with me now”…
I stand, and with my belly unleashing a million blood red butterflies in anticipation, then, I follow.
With each thud she walks up the polished wooden stairs my heart beats harder, faster, bursting out of my chest.
We enter a completely darkened room. I stand patiently off to the side to be given my next order.
I see a flicker from across the room. A hot apricot flame. Mistress lights only a few scattered candles around the dungeon, bouncing strange shadows from wall to wall.
I watch her walk around the room, each step letting me know it is her who is in control. For now it is me that is alone and at Mistress’ mercy…
At the edge of one wall she lifts a solid, heavy wooden chair, walks to the middle of the room, and sits… Her eyes catch mine. And with no more than a look, orders my pants off and me over her knee…
She gently rubs my cheeks, searching for the spot to strike first… She spanks me with her hand. From cheek to cheek… Just as a rhythm starts… She stops…
Mistress grabs my chin and pulls it up to meet her gaze again. Explaining to me that each time a spanking is given by her it is for a reason…
“One. Purely for my pleasure”
I grin completely understanding where she is coming from. The second she stated matter of factly “was for reward”. And with that my head dropped back on to the hot black leather on her thigh…Impact, she began to spank me again, this time the rhythm remained a steady beat in time with my breath.
I feel it penetrate my body… She pauses again to reach for something, my skin beginning to warm the tender flesh below…
Ah, I jump… My pussy hitting her thigh… It’s cold, smooth, Mistress gently strokes and sooths my bright red cheeks before unleashing its wrath… Crack… I jump over her knee again… I recognize her choice by feel… The paddle…
This time her approach was different… No rhythm, dischordant, random cracks on my ass, each one getting me by surprise. I whimper… Each strike pushing my pussy further into her body and echoing around us…
Each strike pushing me that little bit further… The sound bouncing from wall to wall almost piercing… “Six to go” she said “I want you to count”. And the countdown began, 6, 5, 4, thank you Mistress. Each one getting harder. I whimper again, she takes no mercy. 3, 2, 1, thank you Mistress. I let out a squeal, and wiggle like a worm across her knee.
The sting, now running like blood through my veins. She orders me again. “To your feet” I stumble, feeling like I am floating rather than standing… “Top off” She demands again. Now completely naked I stand vulnerable hearing the clunking of metal. She walks to me and shackles my wrists. In a moment of gentleness leads me by the hand to the frame…
She grabs for my wrist and lifts one arm at a time. I hear my shackles click into place. Both arms bound to one loop above my head… I now realize that if I lose my legs, I will be left hanging by my wrists…
I hear her walk away and the clunking of metal again. I count in my head, three more implements are taken from the wall.
Her step gets closer till I can feel her breath on my neck. Her hair gently tickles my shoulders and sends chills down my spine… I wriggle. She steps back… Then… Thud across my shoulder… Thud again… Each time pushing… Keeping that slow steady rhythm from my shoulders to my cheeks without missing a beat.
She stops… I hear her put the soft suede whip down and her step draws closer. Her breath touching my spine… This time I feel a silky touch down the front of my torso… Teasing my breasts... They slide to my burning hot ass… Again the coldness of her tender touch a soothing tease… Leaving me wanting more. Her hands slide back to the front and finally grab my breasts… I let out a groan… My heart trembling, she pushes me to the edge and stops again…Mistress pulls her body from mine…
A still moment… The air so thick, I’m finding it hard to steady my breath…
Swish… A stingy thud... It’s sharper this time. Almost like lots of little pins pricking my skin all at once. The cuffs tension on my wrists and I start to wriggle around the strikes.
In an instant she changes the implement. A long straight sharp slap echoes around the room. I squeal… It’s the strap… I squeal again.. Putting more and more tension on my wrists… I squirm. She orders me “Count for me, Six to go”…6, 5, thank you Mistress aaah 4, 3, 2, thank you Mistress. I whimper, practically hanging from my wrists. 1 thank you Mistress… I let out a loud squeal… Almost a scream…
She steps in and rubs my aching ass, pushing the coldness of her leather crotch into me. I begin purring like a kitten… She strokes me with her silky touch again then slides her arms up mine one at a time and releases me rubbing the life back into each arm.
She doesn’t let my head, or my body stop for long before again unleashing herself. Leading me over to the horse I stand straddled, naked and bent over… The familiar crack of the paddle strikes me again. The hard dischordant random hits making me tremble inside and out… I wonder if she notices…
After what seems like the hardest paddling I have ever taken it suddenly stops… The thud of her heels fades… I hear the drawer open behind me then the slap of latex against the skin… Her footsteps get heavier, as does my breathing…
Mistress begins spanking my ass with her hand again, then slides her hand into my dripping pussy… She tickles my clit… A gentle contrast to her heavy hand only moments before… for a long time she teases me, then as she slides her fingers inside me, the other hand spanked my ass… I let out a groan… Sheer ecstasy… She continues to penetrate me inside and out…Squirming around inside me, yet rhythmically slapping my ass… The air getting thicker, my body trembling more. Resisting the urge to drop to my knees, Mistress slides her fingers back to my clit and gently sooths my aching pussy… She slides her hands to my ass… Then walks to the front of me now slumped over the horse and pushes her cold leather crotch into my face…
I begin to slide my head around, wriggling deeper and deeper into the leather pussy…
I lift my hands onto her ass and pull her in tighter… I want to consume her… I slide the long leather road from her ass to her ankles and back again… Pulling her firmly back into me. She wiggles her hips and this time it is Mistress that lets out a whimper…
We hold on as long as we can to this tender moment before again asserting her authority… Leading me once again to where we started, I lay slumped over her knee… Barely able to hold myself up now…
One last time Mistress unleashes her rhythmic hands on my ass… From cheek to cheek… Each slap slowing in time with my breath… A steady rhythm that we both keep… The again the gentleness of her soothing stroke… Rubbing and easing a little of the sting… I can feel the redness of my ass…
She orders me up… I kneel at her side. Head slumped in her crotch… Trying again to steady my breath in the thick silent air…
Then out of nowhere six words from her sweet lips summed it up.
“I though I was about time”.
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