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Crime and (my) Punishment…

Crime and (my) Punishment…

I put on my teeny tiny skin tight black shorts to go to the shops with my man.

(A little background might be needed here: the above mentioned item is probably the most talked about piece of clothing when fucking each other!)

He clocks my ass with appreciation as I walk past, but then immediately raises his eyebrows and then furrows them slightly.

“You are not going out with those on!” (Ooh just like a strict daddy!)

“Yes I am!” I say determinedly. It’s hot for once in this rainy climate and I know I look ok.

“Those are for bedroom use only!” he says sternly. (Ooh again!) I bat my eyelashes and nearly know I’m going to get my own way…

“Just this once! I won’t do it again!”

He mutters something about Lara Croft as I skip gaily down the stairs.

Well I don’t have Lara’s breasts – but I was wearing a push up bra and I’ve been very physically active lately – so feeling toned and strong and of course my ass – is it’s usual voluptuous self – so maybe I could be an action girl for the next half hour or so…

Anyway, that night – I’m not really expecting anything to happen as we fucked the two previous nights and needed to catch up on sleep… In fact I’d even begun to drift off.

But then I feel a firm hand playing with my ass cheeks and a whisper in my ear:

“Where’s the condom?” My immediate answer is to get said condom. His urgency in fucking quickly makes me eager for his big hard cock, which I can just about make out in the darkness.

I widen my legs and hold my wet lips open to let him in. He feels just too sweet inside of me. His fist presses against my ribs and then the idea of punishment makes my pussy flush with heat.

“Are you punishing me for wearing those shorts outside?”

“Yes I am!” he whispers as he pounds hard into me. I feel so deliciously naughty and take my dues like the very bad girl that I am.

He squeezes my throat, he warns me with the flat of his hand on my cheek – but he doesn’t slap my face – he doesn’t need to – his hard cock, his body pressing down on mine and some fingers pinching my nipple gently and sometimes not so gently – tell me who’s in control.

It all too soon sends me over the edge… and again… and again…and again…

 

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Please hit me again Sir…

My slutty ass…

I’ve often read about those poor dears who are punished for not addressing their dom/master etc in the correct fashion. My giddy submissive self has always been somewhat envious of those crimes and punishments – but my husband has never been one to bear titles – that is until this morning…

I think I died and went to heaven…

The children were all out for the day – I asked him what his plans were – trying to sort out a timetable for working on the computer….

“First we’re gonna fuck!”

“Oh really?” I say, actually genuinely surprised.

“Yes really!” he replies, but then he wanders off.

I go upstairs and put on a see through lacy bra and some matching (but not meant to be matching) lacy boy shorts. Some dark black hold up stockings and an ‘in your face’ bright red low cut mini dress. I lie down on our bed.

“I’m wearing some fucking clothes!” I shout down the stairs.

“Oh yeh…” I hear and the laptop shutting and then he’s right there in front of me…

“Get up then! Show me your stuff!” I sit up and then walk round towards him –  for some reason feeling a bit shy…

He pushes me face down onto the bed.

“Assume the position!” I lie sprawled forwards with my ass in the air expectantly – But there’s not even a slap – he starts to undo my bra,

“But their matching and you haven’t even seen them yet!”

“You don’t need it!” he replies matter of factly and ‘helps’ me to take it off.

“Assume the position!” I of course assume… He gives me a few hard delicious slaps to my ass.

“Look – you’re making my cock hard.” I look and sure enough it looks ready for action. I put out my hand to feel it.

“No touching!” is the stern rebuke. He then slaps me hard on the inside top of my thighs a few times (which always makes me feel like a naughty little girl being punished.)

“What do you say?” he asks.

“Ummm… Thank you?” I flounder for a moment…

“Thank you…?” he says guiding me towards something we both want and for a moment I can’t even think straight…

“Thank you SIR!” I answer.

“And?” he’s looking at me scarily sternly and what he wants I don’t know….What do I want? Of course…

“Please hit me again sir!” I answer with relief. He smiles at me.

“That’s better!” A couple of very hard spanks follow…

“Up against the wall!” I move to the wall, automatically putting my hands above my head and stick my ass out towards him. After a few stingers to my eager behind, he starts to rub one of his knuckles up into my pussy. The knuckle then moves its way to my asshole. I’m moaning now with a little bit of pain and alot of pleasure.Then he stops,

“What do you say?”

“Thank you Sir.”

“Good girl. Turn around!!” I do what he asks and he moves my arms which have dropped to my side back above my head…

“Assume the position!” I’m not sure what he means – he’s never asked me to do this facing him before… I push my pelvis towards him.

“More!” he says. Good I’m on the right track. I stick my pussy towards him for all I’m worth.

SMACK! Woah! He’s never hit me this hard on my cunt before. SMACK! And again and again. My pussy feels like it’s burning – and no understatement here. It’s hot hot hot!

“What do you say?”

“Th..th.thank you Sir.” I manage to whisper.

“And!”

“Please hit me again Sir…” Mmmmmaaaargh! His eyes are so deliciously stern and I have to keep thanking Sir and asking Sir for more… Then he stops for a moment, which at this point is somewhat of a relief…

“Have you got the condom?”

“No.” SMACK!

“No what?!” Another hard SMACK!

“Sir!” SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

“Um…” I mumble as my legs begin to  buckle…

“What’s the matter?” he asks.

“I think I’m going to wet myself.”

“What do you say?!”

“Sir, ummm please hit me again… Sir!”

“Go get the condom!” I scramble over to the side of our bed and grab one and hand it over…

“Prepare to be fucked!” I move fast…

I lie sprawled on the bed – my knickers have gone – I’m not sure when… my pussy is burning like hell!

“Spread em!” I spread. I’m always amazed that his cock is so hard – I mean – he must be enjoying this as much as me!

After my first delicious cumming, I can’t resist from using those immortal lines form Oliver Twist:

“Please Sir, can I have some more?” He of course obliges and I have another couple. I suddenly have this urge to lick him all over. I begin with his ears, his lips, his nipples, his balls.

He’s out of me now, asking if I like him wiping his balls all over my face.

“Yes Sir!” I reply..

I’m lying on the bed with my stockings and my short read dress still on. He’s kneeling over my head facing my legs, stroking his cock with his hand. My tongue is working like crazy on his balls and ass. Every now and again my dress rides up to reveal my slutty ass and pussy. Every now and again he orders me (not without some disgust in his voice!) ‘to sort out my dress!’

There is something about this attempt at modesty when I am his complete and utter whore that turns him on…Sometimes I pull my dress down too much and my nipples poke out of the top half.

My tongue is working on his asshole and he cums hard, first on the front of my outfit and then lifting up the top of my dress, the warm cream shoots all over my breasts.

I lick any left over cum from his cock and then we look into each others eyes and share one very messy, wet and sloppy, dirty kiss…

 

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Oh DADDY!

Stockings are more in your face… These are my bed socks…

I’m not sure anything is going to happen… But the kids are out!

I’m feeling a little frumpy and of course I know what he likes, so I go and change out of my tracksuit bottoms…

Stockings or tights? I opt for tights – I don’t feel like being too obvious. Just in case he isn’t up for it…

So one fairly conservative, but tight cotton knit dress later, I go downstairs ‘all innocent like’ and do some catch up on the computer…

He doesn’t seem to notice what I’m wearing. I ask him for a little technical advice and after 5 minutes he says,

“Well you’re all dressed up! Get up them stairs!”

“Really?” I ask (probably with my tongue out and panting)

“Really!” he almost tuts.

I’m upstairs pretty quick. He arrives soon after and  begins to slide his belt off. (I love that sound!!)

“Assume the position!” I assume.

“Stick your ass out more!” I stick out for all I’m worth. What follows is some delicious whipping with the belt. I nearly have to ask him to stop… But then mid whip he collapses next to me.

“Argh!!” he’s giggling in pain.

“The…belt…just…hit…me…on the head of the penis….It’s soooooo sore! I joined in the giggling and offered to kiss it better. Suddenly, he becomes sultry serious again.

“Get your clothes off!’ I strip quickly and dive under the covers (it’s cold!) He takes off his trousers and boxers. I lean across to lick his balls. He soon gets rock hard… Too hard for the condom! So I lay off…

“Spread em!” I open my legs wide. It’s lovely doing this in daylight. I can see his face and he can see mine – Eyes and mouth wide open with the anticipation and pleasure of fitting him in…

“It’s not all in yet!” he says pushing all the way to the base, which never fails to emit a gasp from me.

When it’s night and the kids are hopefully asleep, he very rarely talks dirty to me. Now we have the place to ourselves – its a different story…

“Are you gonna cum for daddy?”

“Oh, yes… Yes!… I am…. Ah, ah, ah, ah ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…

“Good girl! what a good girl you are! Are you gonna cum again for daddy?

“Oh yes, yes I am… Ah…Ah… Ahhhhhhhhhhhh…. Daddy! Daddy! Daddy! Daddy! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!”

Normally, he clamps his hand over my mouth when little ears might hear – but now he lets me scream my fill…

For some reason one of my orgasm cries finishes with ‘You fucking bastard!’

His legs are troubling him at the moment, so he withdraws… I get his wank cloth and he self pleasures… I lick his nipples… I go down to his balls.

“Are you licking daddy’s sweaty balls?”

“Mmmm, yes I am.”

“What a good girl.” I stick my ass up into the air provocatively for him to see. He plays with my nipples… Then my tongue gets to his arsehole…

“Are you licking daddy’s dirty arsehole?”

“Yes, I am.”

“Tell me what you’re doing!”

“I’m licking daddy’s dirty arsehole.”

“Good girl! What a good girl to clean daddy’s dirty arsehole!”

My mouth and tongue are numb when he cums, but it’s worth it… The sheets under my pussy are soaking with my wetness…

 

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It was late… But I was horny as hell…

Fuck socks..

I didn’t think he’d want to do anything. It was late… But I was horny as hell…

The night before I’d given him a blowjob and no satisfaction for myself!!!

I put on my tiny black nighty, french knickers and thigh high bed fuck socks. I wait in bed, dozing every now and again.

Eventually he comes upstairs and as is the custom he rips off the covers.

“What are you wearing now?” He pushes his fist against my pussy and then walks off to the bathroom.

He’s in bed now and I snuggle up to him, lifting my top and rubbing my breasts on his chest.

“I’m really tired you know, I’m going to sleep!” he says…

“I only did two things bad today!”

“What are they?” he sighs.

“I trapped the handle of the bag (very expensive backpack that he bought me and that is really his ideal!) in the carboot door. The other ‘bad’ thing is the usual thinking about sex…

I think I can feel his cock stirring to attention… But I don’t acknowledge it yet…

“Look, I just want to go to sleep,” he sighs again.

“Ok, but please turn towards me.” He does and he puts his arm around me. I seize the opportunity and wriggle my ass against his cock, which I now know for sure is hard…

“Where’s the condom?” he asks (I think I detect another sigh – but not sure…)

I quickly retrieve it from under my pillow and he puts it on…

He opens my legs and goes for entry… Mmm he’s gone soft…

“You’re tired, maybe we should just go to sleep.” He doesn’t move, so I lick his nipples and he gets hard once more… We try again…. Shite! Soft again…

“Can we try one more time?” I ask almost pleading.

“Yeah, just give me a moment… ” He gets off and lies next to me… I rub myself against him again, I push my pussy up and down on his thigh… But what really does it for him is when he slaps my clit a few times.

Third time lucky! He’s in and feels really really good…  I know he’s tired, so I’m giving him as much  help as I can – licking his nipples (they are so sensitive!) fondling his balls and reaching round for his asshole…

He in turn plays with my breasts, slaps my thighs and the first delicious orgasm seems to last forever…

The next one is deep inside – must be right on my G spot… Sooooo good…I kind of want to go for more, but then I don’t think it would be fair on him etc

“You can go to sleep now.” I say.

“Not finished yet,” he says pushing my knees together and helping me to turn over, so he can get more leverage from behind.

He feels enormous and so good. He’s definitely into it now. His balls are hardening and I feel him getting close. Pretty quickly for him too.

I’m not sure exactly what position we are in… Half way down the bed  – he’s kind of behind me, but I”m nearly over on my back with one leg in the air and he is nearly on his front…

He is about to cum… Patter of tiny feet in the dark. WTF!!! Youngest child is getting into the bed with us. We make a mad dash for the duvet.

“Mummy and Daddy are the wrong way round!” She’s between us now (as she usually is most nights when she wakes up) But he is still hard as a rock in me… He pulls out.. She’s cuddling me and nearly asleep.

“I’m going to take her back.” I say.

“No, its ok’ he says.

“No, you were so close, I’ll take her back!” As soon as youngest is back in bed, she is fast asleep again..

I give him the wank cloth. I lick low – Long flat of the tongue ones from his asshole to the base of his balls… He cums hard…

We drift into sleep sated… It was definitely worth the effort – for both of us…

 

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Maybe he isn’t hitting me hard enough…

Cat collar on of course!

I was squatting in front of him (wearing his new cat collar of course!) with my knees spread wide…

He was half propped up against the pillows directly in front of me. The broken belt strap was in his hand.

He started to hit me with it quite gently at first and then a little harder each time…

Pussy… inside thighs… outer thighs,…breasts…clit…

He kept saying how brave I was because I was hardly flinching and just staring him out with a smile on my lips…

It stung alot at its peak. Very nearly too hard for me to take  – but not hard enough to leave a mark. I have this crazy desire for him to leave some bright red welts or bruises – but my skin seems to be rather resilient – or maybe he isn’t hitting me hard enough… (and I know he’s going to read this… ; )

 
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Posted by on January 15, 2012 in clit, love, masochism, relationships, sex, spanking

 

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Blow job, masturbation and a spanking…

Ready for my spanking!

MONDAY 1st January (early hours): Much foreplay and giggling followed by attempted fuck which kind of went squidgy. More giggling. No orgasms.

MONDAY/TUESDAY late hours 1st/ early morning of 2nd: Much foreplay followed by hard fuck with 3 orgasms for me followed by his cumming by self pleasure – with some help from me.

TUESDAY 2nd January: Particularly hot blow job for him with me swallowing followed by me masturbating with some help from him. Lost count of orgasms – probably around 6. I would have carried on – but I asked him to tell me to stop – otherwise I would have carried on all night!

TUESDAY DETAILS: I went to bed before him as usual – wearing a short cotton nighty, knee socks and French knickers. Oh, and a cat collar with a bell on it…

I was having a little ‘fiddle’ when I hear him come upstairs. I quickly remove my hand from pants and pretend to be asleep. As usual he pulls the covers off and mauls my ass.

Oh, I forgot to mention that I left a broken belt strap on top of the bed. He takes the strap and starts hitting me with it fairly gently…

He then goes off to the bathroom to brush teeth etc I pull the covers back up.

On his return he pulls the covers back off. Plays with me for a while with the belt and then gets into bed… He puts my hand onto his cock.

“What are you?” he asks.

“A fuck toy.” I reply

“What are you here for?”

“To give you pleasure”I answer.

“Get to it then!” I work my way down with slow kisses towards his balls and take them into my mouth and then work up to the base of his cock. I lick slowly up towards the tip and then I’m giving him head…

“Do you know what you’re doing?” he asks

“I’m trying to give you pleasure…’

“You either do it or you don’t!”

“Sorry, but I’m doing my best!”

“Hands!”

“Sorry!”  I quickly use my hands to pay attention to his anus and balls. Something about apologizing to him gets me so turned on.

“Do you want me to stay down here?” I ask…

“Only come up to be punished.’ A minute or two later he calls me ‘up’ and hits me with the belt stingingly hard 3 times on each breast.

I go back down for more. I throat him as deep as I possibly can with 8 inches… Not quite to the base – but further I think than I have ever done before…

“Are you showing off?” he asks.

“No, just doing my very best to give you pleasure.” (Comes out abit muffled)

“Close your lips around!” He holds the back of my head and pushes me as far as I will go onto his cock. I can’t breathe of course and then he squeezes my nostrils together – so there is no chance of any breathe getting in. This act of downright cruelty gets me the wettest I’ve been for a very long time. Then he lets me come up for air…

‘Close your lips around the head! Do some work! Hands!” He’s swelling big now fucking my mouth. I feel deliciously violated and there is nothing I can do about it. He pushes my head onto his cock again and holds it there while he cums into the back of my throat. I can’t even swallow until he lets up as there is no room in my mouth to do so. Then I lick him clean – maybe a little longer than I need to…

I come up and lie on his chest.

“Who taught you to do that?”

“You of course.” I answer teasingly…

“Before you go to sleep could I make a request?”

“A request?”

“Yes, could you just hit me a few times on the bottom?”

“What for?”

“Punishment.”

“What for?”

“For thinking about sex all the time.”

“Mmmm yes I think I can do that.” I roll over onto my front and pull my knickers off my cheeks and he makes to hit me – but doesn’t and the anticipation is sweetly unbearable! Then it comes and he hits me hard with the belt many times… Nearly too hard to take – but not quite…

When he’s finished I rub my clit and open my legs very wide. I begin to squirt but I don’t care about anything getting wet. He’s running his hand up and down my thigh and sometimes hitting me in the pussy talking about discipline and a firm hand. I squirt some more until my knickers are soaking. I orgasm hard squirting some more in the process.

“Oh no! Tissues, I need tissues – lots of them!” I give him my knickers and he puts them in the shower.

I cum again as he begins to go sleep.

“Are you going to be there all night?” he asks. I close my legs and just doing that makes me cum again.

“Tell me to stop please otherwise I will be…”

“Do what you need to do…”I have 2 more orgasms.

“Please tell me to stop… Actually just let me have one more…” I do…

“Just one more now and I’ll be finished…’

“Stop!” I carry on…

“Just this last one… please it won’t take me long…”

“I said stop! If you don’t stop there will be days and days of no punishment and lots of torment” I try to get that last one in – but then I love to do what he asks… So I stop!

 

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All the things I never wanted…

I never wanted to be called a slut.

I never wanted to be objectified.

I never wanted to be used.

I never wanted to be called a slut.

I never wanted to have my pussy pounded so hard.

I never wanted to have my nipples pinched as much as they are now.

I never wanted to feel so helpless and eager with my legs spread wide.

I never wanted to be fingered with more than two fingers.

I never wanted to feel so submissive.

I never wanted to feel the back of his hand so bad…

I never wanted to wake up with a cock being shoved into my mouth.

I never wanted to be so wet and ready all the time.

I never wanted to be whistled at.

I never wanted to be buggered by such a huge one.

I never wanted to be pawed and mauled.

I never wanted to be fucked every night (and day).

I never really really really wanted to suck cock.

I never wanted to be degraded so much.

I never wanted to think about another woman giving him head,

nor him holding me open for someone else to wank over…

I never wanted to be looked at with a stranger’s leering eye.

I never wanted to be so abused.

I never wanted to be a good writer.

I never wanted you the reader to get hard or wet reading my words.

How things have changed this past year…

HAPPY NEW YEAR! MAY YOU HAVE A GOOD ONE!

 

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