032
I continued playing with the plug until I heard her moan prettily and I felt more wetness on my leg. I gave her the rest of her spanking, much of it harder than I had before. Her buttocks were nice and red when I finished.
"For someone who used to whine interminably a hangnail, you take your punishments very well."
"I'm not so well used for a hangnail, Master. Perhaps you should have fucked me when I got one to shut me up."
I laughed. "Perhaps. I've already cum several times today, and I still have an erection. Having a naked slave at my beck and call is doing wonderful things for my libido. Up you go, let's put you in the stocks for the whip."
She practically bounced off my lap.
"Are you so eager to be punished, slave?"
"No, sir. I'm eager to have sex. If the punishment comes first, I just have to get through it to get to the sex."
"I don't think I've ever seen you so eager for sex. You've always enjoyed it, but rarely initiated it. To what would you attribute your recent passion?"
Julia stopped for a moment thinking. "You're right, Master, and perhaps it's my fault for not being a better wife for you. Mistress Dark is correct. We tend to become complacent regarding our spouse as marriage progresses, becoming rutted in routine and comfort. You've done much more than I in our marriage; you're more romantic and done more to keep the magic alive than I have. If I were competing with someone else for your affections, I might have lost you. Fortunately for me, you're an honorable man who hasn't sought someone else outside our marriage. If I had been smart, I would have tried to seduce you every day, making sure I kept your interest. Instead, I've sought romance in silly novels. Even this was your idea, to give me a fantasy I've secretly held. I could have suggested it to you if I'd been more concerned for your needs. I apologize, and no matter how this comes out, I wish to promise that I will do a better job of romancing you and keeping you satisfied than I have." She knelt down at my feet. "I'm sorry. Please forgive me."
I pulled her to her feet and kissed her. "Thank you. I shall hold you to your promise. We can put your new furniture in the basement. If you are a less than perfect slut, I shall bring you down there and physically remind you of your promise."
"Yes, Master."
I placed her in the stocks, and secured her feet so her legs were spread wide. Seeing her like that, I delayed her punishment long enough to push into her pussy and fuck her for a few minutes. Long enough for her to request permission to orgasm, though I was still far away from my own.
"Cum for me, slave."
Her cunt tightened around my cock and she gasped through what sounded to be a very nice orgasm. The palpitations of her pussy went on for over a minute. When I pulled out, a few drops of her cream collected on the folds of her pouting pubic lips, looking like they wanted to swallow my shaft again.
"Thank you for my orgasm, Master."
"Mistress Dark was right," I said. "You're ass can move around quite a bit while you're in the stocks. I'd prefer you not to move and get hit somewhere I wasn't trying to hit you. Do you think you can hold still enough while I whip you or should I move you to the cross?"
"Let me stay here and we'll see how I do. If I move around too much, place me elsewhere. I'll do what I can to hold still."
Julia did hold quite still. She moved some, flinching as I struck her harder and harder, but on the whole, the target area remained within two or three inches all the time where I was aiming. I completed twenty-eight and told her I'd like the last two to go across her pussy.
"From beneath me?" She asked.
"Yes, and I won't strike you as hard as I've done your bottom, but it is a sensitive area and I want you to know what I'm doing."
"I'll try to hold still, sir."
As lightly as I could manage and still call it a swat, I swung up between her legs and over her vulva. She whimpered and danced on her toes as much as she could in her position.
"Are you all right?" I asked. "Do you want to say, 'Alpha'?"
"No. I'm good. It stung quite a bit. The shock you know, of being struck there, but on the whole, not as bad as I expected."
"Is it okay if I do the second one, or should we stop now?"
"I can tolerate one more," Julia said.
"I'm going to fuck you afterwards," I said, "if that makes a difference."
"It's what I'm hoping for, actually."
"All right." I swung a second time, no harder than the first. She danced again, no whimper this time. Instead of fucking her right away, I put my mouth on her and began kissing and licking the tender flesh. I was surprised when she asked for permission to cum not thirty seconds into my oral attentions.
I gave her permission and continued to pleasure her until she had a second in addition to the first. Then I pushed into her pussy and pounded her rather hard. She continued to cum multiple times. I lasted longer than she did, but she seemed to enjoy it more. My cock was starting to feel a little raw from all we'd done the last couple days. I wondered if it would be possible to develop calluses on your prick if you used it too much.
I released her from the stocks and after we showered, I changed the anal plug to the next largest size. Still no lube. I'd run to the drug store before going to the next largest size. My slave had to wash the previous one and store it back in the box it came in.
Before we retired, I picked out two outfits for Sunday. One was kind of a short, mid-thigh, black cocktail dress with a plunging neckline. Without a bra, it would be very sexy. I'd be happy to take her out to dinner in it. The second one was a white leather mini-skirt with a semi-sheer white blouse. Her breasts wouldn't be as exposed as if she were topless, but her nipples and areolae would be visible through the translucent fabric.
"Good night, my beautiful slave."
"Good night, my wonderful Master."
Log in with Google Account
Chapters
Favorite
Settings
