I had my legs spread just about as wide as was possible and was taken by surprise by the first square blow from the Cat. I jumped a little, but I screamed bloody murder and closed up when the second blow fell squarely on my exposed lips. I knew it had been unintentional, after all a new toy takes some getting used to, but that had left me smarting and I chose to protect my most sensitive parts. The Cat could have been very painful, the leather was in extremely narrow strips, the ends of which cut the worse, but lucky for me this was an introductory session. Now that Benedict has become acquainted with the Cat, I suspect next time won't be won't be so gentle. Now of course, gentle is a relative term when it comes to my spankings. In this case my ass was read and I was moaning. The blows kept falling as I buried my face in the sofa, biting the pillows on the harder blows. I love the warm feeling from a thorough spanking and right then, I was positively glowing. If only my anus self lubricated as well as my cunt did.
The Cat was laid down and Benedict walked around the chaise to play his cock at my mouth. It took no time at all for me to suck him to hardness. The sound of me gagging and site of my eyes widening in panic as I lose the ability to breath never fails to elicit an erection that Michelangelo would be proud of. As soon as he was ready, he grabbed my by my hair and jerked my body around so that my asshole was readily presented. He plunged in dry which hurt like hell. I'd underestimated the effect that the glass had on my tight muscles. At this point, I knew that my pleasure and my comfort were irrelevant. I bit my lip and put my head down, determined to take this violation.
This hurt, I was wishing I'd lubed up, I was wishing I hadn't laid that flogger out, but it was too late for regrets. I had nothing to focus on right now but the right hard cock pumping me. It felt like my asshole was being invaded by group of Lilliputians with a battery ram. Normally I'll loosen up after the first few thrusts, but no such luck this time. If Benedict knew how much pain I was in, he didn't let it deter him, if anything, it just aroused him further. Before I knew it, he was pulling out and coating my ass with a hot, soothing load of cum. I could feel it dripping down my cunt and legs. He used his finger like a squeegee, guiding his cum into my gaping asshole, once he'd pushed it all in, I was treated to one final smack to seal it all in.
He laid down next to me and I crawled into his arms, grateful for the pain to be over and very happy that I hadn't let him down. The aftercare is always my favorite part. No matter how far Benedict pushes me, he always brings me back to safety and warmth. I couldn't ask for more from a man.