After our fun weekend away with our friends at the caravan, Fran decided she wanted to try more things, sexually. She wasn't sure what, but after being pampered all weekend by four guys she knew she needed more varied sex. Our own sex life increased, both in amount and content. She'd started letting me do things we'd never tried before. We talked a lot and discussed many fantasies, but couldn't decide how we could match that special weekend.
About three months later, I'd had to travel to London on business for a week, so of course I had to visit all the high spots, of Soho. Boy did I get some ideas. I saw furniture, clothes and equipment I'd only ever seen in porno films or magazines. One idea though did catch my attention. Bondage and submission. When I told Fran what I'd seen, she was well up for the idea. She even suggested I get a couple of the leather restraint and chain items, for our game play.
Friday couldn't come soon enough for me. I'd bought a set of wrist to ankle cuffs, a light paddle and a bar that strapped to the ankles to keep legs spread, plus a few other goodies! When I got home Fran seemed to be on heat. She pounced on me as I walked through the front door. I not sure if it was me she was pleased to see or the bag of goodies I'd bought. After a quick meal, she told me to go and get showered, as after almost a week without sex she was gagging to try our new toys.
After showering, I walked back in to the lounge, to find Fran on her hands and knees facing away from me. She'd managed to attach her left wrist to her left ankle and the other strap to her right ankle, but obviously couldn't affix the strap to her right wrist, but what a sight. With her head down on the floor, on her knees, it left her arse and pussy up in the air on full display. I quickly knelt behind her and strapped up her other wrist, so that she was well restrained. I began caressing her arse, her soft round buttocks smooth to my touch. She was clearly desperate for action, as her pussy juices were pouring out of her and down her thighs. I don't think I'd seen her so wet before.
I picked up the paddle and tickled up and down her back, gradually getting lower, in to the crack of her arse and finally rubbing it around her swollen pussy lips and anus. By now she was begging for more. I stopped stroking her and sat back to admire the view. After a few moments she started to swivel her hips, raising it up and down to draw my attention, not that she'd lost it in any way. Suddenly with a loud crack, I brought the paddle down on her left buttock, leaving a light red mark where it had landed.
I wondered if this first strike would be the last, as spanking was not something we'd tried before, but Fran's moans were evidence enough that she wanted more, as she lay there wiggling her rear end at me. I brought the second slap down on her other cheek with similar force. We have a good relationship and Fran knows if she asked me to stop something I would, so with her arse still pointed skywards I started raining slaps down on her buttocks. With her cheeks glowing red she cried out as her first orgasm ripped through her body, leaving her panting for breath.