Cathartic Spaning

Cathartic is not usually a word I'd use to describe an encounter that left me sore and bruised. But the mental and physical release I achieved last night just made the stress and tension melt away.

This my second encounter with George. He's local, not my preference physically but close and doable is better than far and perfect.

He married in a sexless, vanilla relationship. But she acknowledges this and has given her blessing. It's always nice to not have to worry about getting that angry phone call or email that I've gotten more times than I care for.

George is not what I would call dominant so I guess he falls into a sub category. Particularly so since his entire focus is my pleasure. He makes me cum from oral, which is rare but definitely appreciated. His cock is average in length, but thicker than most, also appreciated.

Last night started out with him listening to me bitch about my recent mistreatment. He's a good listener and it felt good to get some of that shit off my chest. After I was talked out, he massaged my back earnestly for a while. But massages arouse me anyway, so soon I was arching my back and spreading my legs, inviting him deeper in. He worked me up onto hands and knees, twisting and pushing fingers in me. By now I was moaning and screaming, grinding and pushing back on him. I wanted nothing more than his whole fist inside me. He got it almost all the way when I soaked him. He flipped me over, legs spread and cunt exposed and continued stretching and filling me. I knew it was hurting me, but I didn't care, I kept begging for harder and he obliged. I came over and over, moaning and writhing all over the bed. When he finally pulled out, I just shuddered and lay still.

I knew I wasn't done having my pussy abused so I told him to grab the riding crop that was hanging on the wall and work me with it. Some people do not know how to give a proper spanking, but he was not one of those. He would hit softly then hard, rarely striking the same spot successively. I came once as he swatted my clit repeatedly.

Then he ordered me on my knees with my hands against the wall. There's little that turns me on more than being commanded. My cunt was still dripping from my release, but this just got everything sticky all over again.

I moaned, I squealed, and I screamed. He hits were delightfully inconsistant. Then he had me on hands and knees, spreading my own ass in such a humiliating pose. He would swat my tight sensitive asshole until I begged him to stop, and then he would focus somewhere else. Each ass cheek was red and hot. My pussy lips were swollen, my clit was positively aching.

This was a pain so sublime and stimulating that it needed to be truly realized. I grabbed my magic wand from beside the bed and put it on my clit. Then I told him to use his hands. I wanted something heavier than that little crop. He did not disappoint. I was moaning likes bitch in heat, grinding on my vibrator as his hands came down again and again. In that moment, I don't think he could have hit me too hard. I could tell he was slightly hesitant, so I told him harder, well I begged actually. The blows just kept coming, no soft tease here, every one making me cry out

I could feel that I was about to burst so I told him to hit harder than he'd every hit another human being. The desperate, pleading way I said it left him no choice but to obey. That orgasm was one of the most intense of my life. He didn't stop hitting until I scrambled off the vibrator and collapsed, barely able to catch my breath.

Laying on my back, I could feel my ass stinging so I asked him to take a picture. My normally soft, round ass was tinted very deep shades of pink and red and I knew I'd have bruises.

By now I was quite exhausted, but being the ever dutiful partner, I told him to fuck me. He went about 5 min and figured out I wasn't that into it. Having his fist in me had stretched me to the point that even a thick cock just wasn't quite gonna do it for me.

He's not perfect, but he makes me feel so good. And I know he'll do whatever I want. What girl doesn't want that?