The text you received earlier in the day was very specific, but you would expect nothing less from me. Especially after having read it.
"I'm in a mood and want you now. This can't wait until later. Put on your skirt. You know the exact one I want, and if you whine about it you will be punished. I expect your hair and makeup all done in my favorite looks. Thigh high stockings and your fuck me boots. Go to the address I send you by 3pm. You will get there before me. Go in sit down and wait for me. Do not touch anything but the drink I have made for you, it will calm the nerves. "
"PS Just so there is no confusion, the absence of panties or bras in my attire layout was not a miss. Nor was the allowing you to choose the top"
As the time quickly approaches you begin to get ready. You do your makeup and your hair, hoping you have remembered correctly from all my comments which way I like it the most. You pull on your thigh stockings then just stare at the skirt. You know this is the skirt I want you to wear but you have only worn it once before when you first got it and it was to show it off when I was already there. Now you had to wear it out to meet me somewhere.
"Fuck I don't know if I can do this." You type quickly and text to me. "Please can there be another option."
You wait for me to respond. After fifteen minutes of no response you realize you are out of luck. You have already whined about it, so you know something will be waiting for you when you finally see me. The question is whether you fully go against my wishes and take the punishment or just wear it.
After pondering the many possible outcomes, you take a deep breath and slide the spanking skirt on. You grab a shirt to complete the outfit and your longest coat and head out the door.
You walk up the path way not sure where you are headed. Each step you take though you realize how wet the anticipation of this meeting has made you. Even the thought of the spanking skirt has you dripping. As you reach the end you come to a small cabin.
The door is unlocked. Inside you find a very simple setup. There is a chair in the corner and next to it a small table with a pint glass filled with your drink. In the middle of the room is a bed and next to it a table. On the table there are is a wooden box that is closed, what appears to be a paddle, a riding crop and some restraints.
You walk over to the chair, take your coat off and sit down. Thinking about all the things you see and not knowing what is in the box, you mind begins to wander and your nervousness to see me kicks up. What kind of mood was I going to be in. We had played rough before but never was everything so meticulously laid out. You grab the glass and take a drink. A Long Island Ice Tea, that will calm the nerves for sure.
As you reach the end of your drink you hear the door open and jump almost spilling what little was left on yourself. You look over to see me walking in. You look me up and down taking me in and trying to determine how much of a mood I am in. I am wearing blue jeans and a black t shirt but there is an intensity in my face you have not seen.
"Stand up and turn around." Are the first words uttered out of my mouth. "I want to see if you were just being whiny or totally went against my wishes."
You stand up and turn around. "I'm sorry for being whiny, but I never thought you would make me wear this skirt out."
"Well I am glad it was just whining."
You feel my hand rub over each of your bare ass cheeks. Expecting a hard spanking for your whining earlier you brace yourself.
"Hmmm. We need to get your punishment out of the way before we play, and spanking is definitely not a punishment for you."
My hands leave you ass and make there way up your back and entwined in your hair. Pulling firmly, I turn you around, place my other hand firmly on your neck and kiss you. Our lips locked as our tongues dance around each other.
Pulling your head back I bite your lower lip. Holding onto it for just a few seconds before letting it go.
I lead you to the edge of the bed. "Unbutton your blouse."
You start to slowly unbutton you blouse, but before you even make to the third button my hands grab your shirt and rip it open the remaining part of the way. Pushing it open I expose your breasts.
Each one is so succulent. Your nipples are hard and want my mouth wrapped around them, but you have a feeling that is not the first thing that will happen.
I walk over to the table and come back with the riding crop in my hand. You quickly cover your breast with your hands.
"Move them! Put them at your side." I say. "This will be quick and then we can get about to playing with you."
You lower your arms to your side and almost immediately after they left you feel the first smack of the crop on one of your nipples. Biting your lip, you let out just the littlest yelp. And then another smack to the other nipple.
"Good girl. You took your punishment well."
I put the crop back on the table and walk back over to you. Grabbing your hair I pull your head back and begin kissing your neck. Starting at your ear and working my way down your chest. Then I take each of your punished nipples sucking them into my mouth, rolling my tongue around them, caressing them, easing the pain and causing your pussy to ache to be touched. Kissing my way back up the other side of your neck, I bite your ear.
"I want you. I want to fuck you. I want to fill each of your holes and leave you used."
You slowly nod your head. Speechless.
I walk over to the table and grab the paddle.
"Bend over. Let's make good use of this skirt before we take it off."
The paddle looks intimidating. Just slightly bigger than your phone and black with a long handle. You feel it rubbed on you ass. The idea of a good spanking really turns you on. But based on my mood you're not sure what to expect.
Smack! Your ass stings as the paddle makes contact. Smack! The paddle hits the other cheek. The sensation echoes through your body. Any chance of maintain control just went out the window. Your pussy is now drenched, and you want more.
Smack! However, this time there is not the same sting even with the same power behind it. Smack! The sting returns. You quickly realize there are two sides and get to feel the softer side occasionally has I continue to spank you. Turning your ass from a pale white to a rosy pink.
I stand you back up, you can feel yourself dripping down your thighs. Your so wet and want to be fucked so bad.
I slide the blouse off your arms and let it drop to the floor. Then slide you skirt off over your hips. It falls to the feet of your boots. Standing there feeling exposed but wanting me more than you would have thought.
"Laydown on the bed." I command
You lay back on the bed.
"Give me your hands."