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A submissive's punishment
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A SUBMISSIVE'S PUNISHMENT
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by
Brian Hutton
Susan was calling, as she did several times during the week. My
receptionist buzzed me to inform me she was on the phone.
"Yes, Susan" I answered.
"Hello, Brian. I was thinking of you I know you were not planning
to see me this weekend, I really need to see you. PLEASE, PLEASE.
I have never asked before and it is really hard. I need to see
you."
"What is it you Really need, Susan?" I always can tell when she
wants to tell me more. She needed to be humiliated on the phone.
"I need to be disciplined by you" Susan exclaimed.
"What?", I asked.
"I am sorry, I need to be disciplined by you Sir", can you in any
way come over to see me?" she pleaded. Her voice always begins
strong and sure of herself, and as we talk, it becomes barely
audible and she gets "Sir" at the end of everything she says. She
is required to say "Sir" even at work.
Susan is a striking lady. About 5'8" tall, maybe 120 lbs., 27
years old, shoulder length brown hair, piercing blue eyes,
fantastic face, features and body. I always tell her she has a
perfect ass for spanking. We met through an ad I ran in a local
paper looking for someone with a similar interest in a
relationship similar to that in the movie "9 1/2 weeks". I have
taken her very slowly in her training and she is mine to do with
as I please. She is a well respected administrative assistant to
the president of a large corporation in the Los Angeles area,
dresses very conservatively, is well paid and few people, none of
whom are at work with her, know of the fantasies and cravings
that really drive her. I am 41, 5'8" tall, 165 lbs., lift weights
and run. I am good looking and am the senior partner in a large
real estate development company in the LA area.
Susan craves spankings. She dreams of them. She feels the most
secure and loved when she is over my lap receiving a very hard
and long hand spanking. She will initially moan and start
wiggling and as the slaps become quite hard and unending she will
start begging for me to stop, although she does not want it to
stop. Sometimes she will cry.
If I ever wonder whether she is enjoying herself, all I have to
do is touch her pussy to find out. She is wet when we first meet,
just anticipating what will be happening. Then she is drenched
after a good spanking.
But a hand spanking is just to start things out and anyway, she
likes to be marked enough to see the marks for at least a few
days. So, I always plan to use the belt or whip.
I bought her a whip consisting of a leather handle with about 20
strands of leather. I gave it to her as a gift and she carries it
in her purse most of the time. She will masterbate with it too.
But at work she can look at it to remember the last time we were
together.
"I will be at your place at 7:00 pm Saturday night, sharp. You
are to be wearing the black shiny outfit and you will be ready
and waiting on your knees next to the bedroom with the front door
open. Do not wear panties. When I arrive you will be disciplined
immediately and your punishment on Saturday will be very hard and
long. Do you understand?"
"Yes, sir" comes her almost muffled response. She is turned on
just being told what to do. She needs this almost as much as the
physical part of the punishment.
Saturday rolls around and she has called me twice since our call.
Mostly, she wants to make sure I am still coming over. I assure
her I will be there but do not have time to talk. I can picture
her during the day Saturday, thinking about this. She has
probably masterbated 20 times since our call and walks around all
day Saturday in a daze. Around 5:30 pm she starts seriously
getting ready, long bath, relaxation, masturbation, primping and
trying on her outfit I have chosen for her to wear.
I arrive at 7:00 on the nose. Her place is quiet and I know she
is waiting as I have directed. We will sometimes meet at a hotel
and I will get there early and leave out some special items for
her to have on when I arrive, like a blindfold. I have left the
ball gag out a couple of times, but she is scared of it and the
time is not right yet. Soon.
Tonight, I find her on her knees, looking down, next to the bed.
She is beautiful. Leaving aside this entire scene, she is the
type of woman you stare at when you see her in public because she
is so strikingly pretty. But now, on her knees with the shiny
black corset, garters, nylons and 6" spike black high heels on,
along with a black studded collar, she is magnificent. And she is
for me to use as I desire. The power is almost overwhelming.
I approach her and she is weaving and shaking. I touch her and
her quivering with anticipation is almost unbearable for her. Her
bottom is bare and beautiful. I hold onto her left shoulder with
my left hand and she readies herself for a spanking she now knows
is coming. There is no talking but we communicate quite well. I
spank her hard on each cheek about 10 times. She gasps at first
and then moans. She loves it.
I then have her stand so I can admire her beauty. She is
quivering so much she has trouble standing in her heels. I put
her over my lap for a 5 minute spanking, after which her bottom
is a glow.
"Lie down on the bed face down and put your ass in the air. I am
going to use the belt" I instruct. Immediately she gets into
position. Although the belt hurts more than the other instruments
I use, it is her absolute favorite because it totally dominates
her when I use it. I double up the belt and use it on her ass and
just below her cheeks. She really jumps around and I must hold
her head and keep her in position. "Get back in position, slut".
I then apply the belt in a frenzy of whacks across her backside.
She begs for me to stop but the belt keeps coming down. She
cries.
The other part of our relationship is her humiliation, which she
must have. It is a combination of commanding her to do things and
to tell me of her innermost thoughts. I might say "When you were
masturbating today, thinking of tonight, what were your
thoughts?" It is very hard for her to speak of these things but
ultimately she will.
"I thought about being over your lap for a spanking, and of the
belt and being whipped. I also thought about the way you force me
to suck you, the way you hold my hair and call me names." Slut is
one I use and while she fights against it, as she does with many
of the things, I know that part of her craves it.
"Reach back and spread your cheeks and show me your ass and
pussy", I command. At first, she hesitates, then immediately
raises up her ass and reaches both hands back to spread her
cheeks apart. I can see her tiny puckered asshole and her moist
pussy. I reach a finger into her pussy. "You are really wet. I
guess you are enjoying this a great deal, is that right?"
"Yes sir" comes her instant response.
"You like the discipline hard, don't you?", I then ask, knowing
the response.
"I like to be disciplined really hard, sir" Susan states.
Tonight is the night she has been looking forward to for a long
time. I have been slowly moving in the direction of tying her
down, totally. She has been afraid and excited, but I believe the
element of complete trust is necessary. I take out my leather
wrist restraints and put them on her. I tie her wrists to the bed
frame and then her feet. She is quite bound.
I put on a surgical glove and show her as I put vaseline on a
finger. "I am going to put this finger in your ass", I tell her.
She squirms just at the thought. "You understand, you are now
totally in my control. If you make loud noise I will immediately
put the ball gag in your mouth and then all we will hear are
faint muffled cries. Do you understand?"
"Yes sir" she again responds. She is so excited she can hardly
talk.
I put my finger into her ass and she wiggles around. She talks
about her ass alot and goes out of her way to tell me about her
girlfriend that loves anal sex and that since she is my slave, if
I want to take her anally, I can. I put my cock into her ass, but
later on and it is a very tight fit. I stay in here for a short
time. I will use this area on many occasions.
She loves the anal exam. After I remove my finger, I slide my
cock into her wet pussy. I fuck her in this position all night. I
bite her on the shoulders, which she loves. I will beat her, then
fuck her, then beat her some more, then fuck her, for hours.
Interspersed I will force my dick into her eager mouth, holding
the back of her hair to keep her mouth on me as I direct.
She is blindfolded and the hard spankings and beatings with the
belt and her whip start. She squirms around, begs for me to stop,
cries and moves her ass as best she can. At the same time, she
will keep pushing her ass up into the air signifying she wants
more. Sometimes she will ask for more discipline and this is
usually in the form of begging.
I try out the ball gag. She looks incredible in it. I just use it
a little bit tonight because she is scared a little too much. I
like to go slowly in training. When she met me, Susan had never
even been spanked, although she had dreamed of it for years.
She is also required to count some of her spankings out loud.
This is very humiliating for her and she hates it and loves it.
I then untie her, put her on her knees and force my dick in her
mouth one last time, holding the back of her head in place, and
climax. I will not see her again for another 2 weeks. I like to
make each evening with Susan different from all others.
THE END
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