This made me super hot to write.
I seriously wanted to scream. My day could not possibly be going any worse. I stormed into the house from the car and threw my purse on the bookshelf and my jacket on the back of the couch. "Hello?" I called out, "Anyone home?" Silence was my only answer. I started to walk towards the back of the house, to our bedroom, and opened the door. My mouth flew open and stayed still for a several seconds while I took in the view laid before me. The bedroom was dimly lit, with 20 or more candles, some off white and others purple, casting a softly romantic warm light. There were at least thirty red and white roses spread in numerous vases on our nightstands, dresser and vanity. There was soft music playing from the stereo, Christina Perri, I was pretty sure, and, in the middle of it all, was you.
You, glorious you, looking at me expectantly, awaiting my response with the smug undertone to your smile I had come to love so much. You knew me well, that was for sure, and you took great pleasure in showing that to me through romantic actions such as these. You, who could melt away any negative feelings by just giving me your eyes, and your attention, knew how to take it further and how to have me at your feet, willingly. Me, who had never let anyone even dream of controlling her, took ultimate pleasure in you doing just that. You and I were perfect for each other and time had done nothing but further prove that exactly to be true.
I instantly knew that tonight we would playing one of our favorite games; my pulse quickened at the thought. All of the problems of the day left my mind and all I could think about was being close to you. I moved to hug you but you held a stern look in your eyes and your hand out to stop me from approaching and so I stood still, waiting. I tried not to smile but that was nearly impossible when looking at you. I bit my lip and did my best to maintain composure.
"I have laid out in the closet your outfit for you to wear after your shower," You speak sharply and maintain eye contact, lust and power gleaming in your gorgeous hazel eyes. My eyes jump to admire your body, I've suddenly noticed you are wearing a purple t-shirt that shows off your chest and arms nicely and a tight pair of jeans, both making my mouth water a little bit. You are so fine, I think, as I always think, and I suddenly realize you are looking at me sternly, have you said something that I missed?!
"W-what?" I stammer nervously.
"Hmm, well there's punishment one. I said you have thirty minutes to get ready or punishment two will be enforced as well," As you say this you stand to leave the room, no doubt to gather the tools you will be using to keep me in line over the next several hours. You break eye contact as you turn to leave and I quickly move to do what you have asked. I take a quick shower, keeping my long brown hair pinned up as to not get it wet. I wash my body thoroughly, taking a bit of extra time on my breasts, slowly running the soft material of the pink loofah over my nipples, getting them hard and bringing my arousal up a bit higher. I love feeling the warm water run over my hot body and I am starting to get wet in other places. I fear losing track of time so I hurriedly move on, taking a razor to my legs, underarms and bikini area. I then rinse one final lingering time, mentally calculating that I have half the allotted time left to dress and put the finishing touches on myself.
I step out of the shower, wrap a blue towel around myself, and stand on the purple rug to dry my body off. I then tuck the ends of the towel in so it will stay and then move into the closet to see what I will be wearing. I see a short black flared skirt and a tight, low collared red top with five silver buttons and flared sleeves. I see a pair of black stilettos on the ground. Hanging next to it is a lacy black and red bra with a matching g-string. It's something I would never wear on my own but gladly wear for you and even like it more than a little, not that I would ever admit it to you. I quickly dress and put on the shoes then carefully walk back to the bathroom to put on a bit of makeup and some perfume. I then head back to the bedroom to stand by the bed and wait for you.
When the door opens several minutes later you enter, carrying a couple of bags that you bring over to set at the end of the bed. You then glance at the clock and look me over. "You made it timing wise, good thing, baby," I love it when you call me baby, it always makes my knees weak, and as you come to stand right in front of me I nearly stumble. You reach out to stroke my neck and my face and lean in to give me a quick kiss on the lips. Before I can react you pull back and reach out to tweak my left nipple through my shirt. Then another, longer kiss that takes my breath away as our tongues dance around wildly, expressing the strong desire we have for one another. You again pull back and stand up straight, and I know the game is about to begin. "Turn around and put your hands on the bed." Your voice has taken on the sexy authoritative tone that always comes out when we play like this.
The kiss has left me wanting more and I hesitate slightly. "NOW!" You snap and I quickly turn. I lean over to bring my hands to the bed and my ass sticks slightly up in the air. I hear you rustle through one of the bags before you come up behind me. You start to rub my ass, pulling the skirt up and out of your way and I can feel a breeze on the bare skin the panty does nothing to cover. I feel a flat wooden instrument slide over my ass and a chill goes through me. "This is your first punishment, 10 spanks with this paddle. If you scream out I will only hit you harder, if you don't, I will add five more. Your choice!" You finish your sentence with a smile I can feel, I know you love this, controlling me and forcing to make impossible choices. And you know that ultimately, it is exactly what I need and what makes me so hot for you.
The gentle rubbing stops and I brace myself for the first stinging smack I know is coming. I tense up in expectation and again I feel your hand and relax. That is when you swing back the paddle and bring it full force to my left ass cheek. Smack! I take the blow, not yet having decided which option I will choose and it hurts but not unbearably. The next three blows, however, all with growing force and in quick succession, have me screaming out in pain. The choice made, I prepare myself for what is to come but the pain is starting to overtake my brain and so is the wetness between my legs. It hurts, yes, but also feels so good that I can't help but want more. My desires are rewarded as you continue my spanking, the paddle coming at me faster and harder as you tell me to count the remaining spanks.
"S-s-s-Six" Smack. "Ahhh, ssseven!" Blows eight, nine and ten are almost too much and I scream out the numbers loudly, relieved and disappointed at the same time when you are done. I remain in place, waiting for your next direction as you stand back to admire your handiwork.
"Wow, baby, your ass is red," again you bring your hand to gently stroke my ass, lightly rubbing your fingernails across it which is painful but I am so horny that I don't care, I just want your hands all over me.
"Was I too harsh?" You ask, the smugness obvious in the tone of your voice.
"No sir," I answer, "It was perfect. Exactly what I deserved."
"Good girl," you reply. "Turn around." I instantly turn around, teetering on my heels, to face you. "Unbutton your shirt." My trembling hands come up to my blouse to unbutton it. "Slowly," you warn. I comply, easing out one button at a time starting from the bottom. When all the buttons are undone you tell me to open it up so you can see my tits. I pull it open and poke out my tits so you can see that I am obeying you. Your hands reach out to fondle my nipples, pinching a little more than gently to get my attention.
"Suck my cock," you whisper authoritatively, pinching again so I know this is not a request. Immediately, I drop to my knees, more than eager to take your cock in my mouth. I first remove your belt, then unbutton your jeans and ease them down your legs. You lift each leg to allow me to remove them then I go for your boxer briefs. The searing pain in my ass is temporarily forgotten as I take out your cock and stroke it gently with my hand. I feel your impatience grow with my slow movements so I bring my mouth to your cock and take it in to quickly swallow the shaft, using my tongue along the underside as I suck hard on you. I am kneeling with my back to the bed and you push me backwards so that my head is resting on the side of the mattress so you can force your dick down my throat a little further, locking me in and gaining full control. "Don't use your hands!" You order, and I drop them by my side and concentrate on keeping my rhythm up and loving the feeling of you fucking my face. I glance up at you and admire the way your handsome face looks, contorted in pleasure as I blow you. You start to move a little faster, go a little deeper and my head bangs on the bed as your cock moves forcefully in and out of my mouth.
I am so turned on that I start to move my hand toward my pussy to rub my clit a little but you see my hand move and simply say between gasps "There's punishment two!" And continue to make ferocious love to my mouth. Every time your cock hits the back of my throat I get hornier and I can't wait to drink your cum when you explode into my mouth. I can feel your throbbing cock get harder and when I know you're getting close I use my tongue to stimulate your cock and suck you in just a little bit harder when you finally let go and scream out my name before filling my mouth with load after load of hot cum that I willingly swallow and suck for more. You stop moving and grab onto the bed, your dick still in my mouth. I stay still, but keep a little suction around the head, my tongue still teasing as it continues to jerk with release. When the spasms have stopped you lean back off the bed, pulling your cock slowly out of my mouth and allow my head some space. You then glare down at me, see my smile and order me to stand up again. I hurry to do so and even though I am quite nervous what is about to happen, I am more aroused than ever.
