Smack. Smack. Smack.
I lost count as the paddle landed against my exposed ass. The braided sections of the leather edging imprinted on my skin as my Sir varied the pattern and location slightly with each blow. Straining slightly against the binds that held my wrists above my head and to the bedpost I tried to scoot away as the smacks got harder.
“No no, you weren’t a good girl in taking care of yourself last week. I had to fix you, and, now, you have to accept your punishment.”
It was true. Against orders, I went back to the gym to feed my workout addiction even though I was already sore. I strained a muscle badly enough that I lost temporary mobility and had to ask him to massage it. He waited until I was better, but now I had to pay for it.
I whined slightly and pushed my knees and hips back, raising my cheeks higher into the air again. The pattern changed as the paddle made another strike of soft leather on my swollen backside. Five. Six. Seven. A pause.
“I think I need to make a deeper impression if you are going to remember this lesson.”
His presence moved away from my naked ass and I heard him fumbling with the locks on the suitcase that holds all the tools. I got very still as I tried not to panic over what could come out of the box. My head strained backward trying to get a look when he grabbed a fistful of my hair and pushed my head back into the pillow.
“No peeking,” he growled into my ear.
The pillow muffled my groan of frustration as I felt him move back behind me. Suddenly warm gel dripped down between my cheeks and the tip of something cool and hard pressed up against me. Applying pressure, he wiggled the object slightly until I felt it slide into my ass.
It was one of the wider butt plugs and not one I would start with. As I breathed deeply to adjust to the stretching sensation I felt the rush of the paddle right before it landed with force against the end of the plug. A squeaking whimper emerged from my mouth as I accepted the full size of the plug. That was definitely punishment-like.
The paddle picked up its pattern again, only now each strike that made my ass move, made the plug move as well. It was very intense, and I could feel my poor cheeks reaching their limit. I wasn’t going to be able to sit properly for a week.
Brushing the soft fur side of the paddle over my tender skin he whispered to me, “Have you learned your lesson yet?”
“Yes, Sir,” I mumbled into the pillow.
Smack.
My head lifted, and I more clearly said, “Yes, Sir”.
I was ready to stop this torture and hoped very much he was going to fuck me now. I took my punishment. I wanted him so badly to flip me over and pump me down into the mattress.
“Good girl.”
He laid a kiss on both my raw cheeks and gently flipped me over, making sure the ties on my wrists held but didn’t get caught. The plug, firmly nestled in my ass, stayed put. Now, face up, I could see he still had his clothes on, while I was completely naked.
The look on his face told me he wasn’t finished yet. He brought two more lengths of silk cord off the floor and began to tie my ankles to each of the bed posts, completely exposing my wet, aching pussy. Flicking my eyes from him to other parts of the room, I tried to work out what he was planning. Usually, my punishments are quick.
Tying the last expert knot onto my right ankle, he reached into his back pocket as he moved up to my head.
“Since you can’t be trusted to not peek….” he trailed off.
My eyes were covered with a dark blindfold. Now I was completely tied up and couldn’t even see what was going on. I struggled a little bit more, but every movement made the plug more and more noticeable.
“I think you forgot something, Sir,” I said softly. Wiggling my bum a little bit to indicate the forgotten plug.
“I absolutely did not. It will stay right there.”
I shivered at the tone of his voice. He was definitely completely in the scene and the thought made me relax against the binds and stop fighting. I could be good for him. I wanted to be good for him. I had no idea what he was planning but knew better than to speak, again, unless he asked me something. When I felt the bed move as he settled between my legs I fought down the impulse to beg him to slide inside me.
Mirroring my thoughts I felt something caress the wetness between my waiting lips. My hips lifted slightly of their own volition. Yes, yes, yes, please. It would feel so good to have him inside me.
The size gave it away. It wasn’t him. It wasn’t even his amazingly skilled hands. He had grabbed a small dildo from the case and was slowly and excruciatingly tormenting me with it. Teasing it in just an inch or so and then pulling it back out.
I wanted to complain and protest, but I held back. If I did, he would probably just take it away, completely. I bit down on my lip and tried not to whine. I couldn’t even see his face to know if he acknowledged how badly I was trying to behave. How badly I just wanted him to fill me up.
“Hmmm…good girl. Would you like some more?”
I nodded vigorously. I very much wanted more.
He pulled the skinny dildo out and slapped my thigh with it. Hard enough that I could feel my own wetness left behind.
“Yes, Sir. I’d like some more, please,” I said.
“There it is. Much better.”
I waited, holding my breath for the warm, slim, dildo to return and go all the way in. There was movement on the bed and then I felt a nudging at my opening once again. This time it was bigger.
My mind tried to identify which toy it was as he played with my labia. Maybe it was the medium blue one? There was no shortage of toys in the box, even some very big ones that we had yet been bold enough to try. I was waiting for permission to try those, solo, first, to be sure they fit without causing too much damage.
As he slid the round head inside of me I forgot about trying to figure out which one it was. It felt amazing, and I could feel the plug filling me up at the same time. He worked it in slowly and made sure I took the entire length of the dildo inside me before giving both toys a little push and wiggle. My legs tensed against the restraints as my hips lifted upwards, a small moan escaping my lips.
“Do you like that?”
“Yes, Sir,” I said and tried not to moan again. If I made too much noise he’d get annoyed. But if I was too quiet he would demand I was louder.
He slid it out slowly, before pushing it back in again with a hard thrust. A louder moan left my mouth. He did it twice more.
“And that? Do you want more?”
“Yes, yes. Please, Sir, more.”
He drew it out again, and I waited eagerly for the thrust, but he took it out completely. I couldn’t help myself and whined, embarrassingly.
“Now, now, don’t be greedy. I thought you said you wanted more. I don’t think you can handle more if you’re going to whine. Good girls don’t whine.”
“I’m sorry, Sir…I can take it, I swear. I’ll be good,” I said, mad at my lack of control. He was going to stop; I was sure of it.
“Oh? Is that so?”
I nodded again and gave another, small, “yes, sir,” as I felt him get up off the bed and cross the room, again. Straining against my silken arm cords, I was dying to know what he is doing. Was he getting undressed? I heard clothing rustle and the case move again before his weight returned to the bed.
Something cool pressed up against my knee and slowly moved up my thigh. The tip of it started gently caressing my aching clit and I wanted to lift my hips again, but I stayed still. This one felt different, unfamiliar, heavy. When I said I wanted more, I meant I wanted him inside me, but he clearly had other ideas.
This didn’t feel like anything I was familiar with and I stilled as he brought it closer to my opening. I could feel something sticky mixing with my own juices. Whatever it was, he had lubricated it.
He pressed it gently into my opening and made small motions with it as it stretched me open. Even the head of it was large. I felt it pop in as a knot entered me fully and it felt amazing and terrifying at the same time. I savored the sensation. He moved it slightly, and slowly, stretching me and teasing me with this little bit before adding half an inch more.
My body opened to welcome it and I was practically panting as my greedy pussy stretched and swallowed each millimeter he pushed in. It was tempting to demand more, but I knew going slow was important, especially since I had no idea what he had in his hand. I had no idea how big it was, but, god, it felt amazing as it seemed to be widening me, stretching me open for him. I wondered if he was enjoying watching me take it.
“Mmm, that’s a very good girl. Do you like it?”
The sensation was so intense, I just made a tiny noise. With the plug buried deep in my ass, this huge, foreign dildo opening my pussy wider than ever before, the words wouldn’t come out. I couldn’t respond.
“No? I am disappointed. I thought you said you could take it. And you look so beautiful stretched out and stuffed so full. Just a little bit more and you will have the whole thing. I bet that pretty pussy can handle this whole beast.”
I wanted it. I didn’t want to disappoint him. I wanted to prove that I am no quitter and that I can be a good girl. It felt so amazing, but I hoped there was only a little bit left.
“Yes, Sir, I’d like to take it all,” I said, only half sure I could.
“That’s a good girl,” his voice sounding pleased.
He moved his thumb over my clit and started rubbing until I squirmed. My hips started to wiggle and the sensation was overwhelming. As my next small moan escaped my lips, he pushed forward with the huge dildo, burying the last inch, final knot, and full length of it in my body, right down to the base.
I almost came from that motion. Both holes stretched to the max to accommodate these expertly inserted toys. He pulled it out, slightly, and pushed it back in. Working the huge dildo in and out, my moans got louder. He continued to make me take the whole thing, hitting every bit of my insides, and stretching me open until I was completely full.
Just as I felt sure I couldn’t take one more thrust, he bent down and drew my clit into his mouth, sucking hard as I screamed my pleasure out of pure relief.
I am pretty sure I blacked out for a moment because when I came to, the blindfold was off and he was nestled between my legs, still licking my clit lazily. Each stroke made me twitch until I felt the pleasure starting to build again. I didn’t think it was possible to orgasm again after one so powerful, but I felt it coming again. But I really wanted him, now, needed him inside me somehow.
“Please, Sir, I really want you inside me.”
“That wasn’t enough for you?”
I shook my head and said, “No, Sir. I am greedy, and I’d like you, please.”
“I won’t fit in there with all that company.”
I was hoping he couldn’t resist and waited for him to pull the huge dildo out of me. To my dismay, he got off the bed. He was naked already, so where was he going?
But he just walked over to where my head was and tilted it towards the edge of the bed. He was standing there, erect and waiting, but my eyes looked up to meet his. I think he deliberately misunderstood me again. I wanted him to fuck me. My look must have been obvious because he said,
“I know what you think you want. You don’t get the pleasure of me fucking you, tonight. Since you are so greedy, then I should treat you like a good slut and fill all your holes at once.”
A shiver went down my spine and I eagerly reached toward him with my mouth since my hands were still bound. He guided himself to my waiting lips and let me suck him fully into my mouth. His salty taste told me he enjoyed my little punishment too.
I eagerly worked him deeper and deeper into my throat, hearing his grunts of pleasure turning me on even more. Licking and sucking like he was the best dessert I ever had. The sensation was the best. It felt so amazing, having every bit of me filled by him. It was like he was in three places at once. Who cares if they were toys, he is the one that put them there.
My pussy started twitching and my legs along with it. How badly I wanted him to cum in my mouth while I came all over our toys again. I sucked harder and faster, and he reached down between my legs and started pressing on the base of the huge cock filling my dripping hole. Using his fingers to press the two toys into me deeper and his thumb to rub my clit, I sucked like I was going to swallow him whole. I couldn’t survive the sensations any longer and screamed around his amazing cock as I soaked his hand and the whole bed.
He quickly drew his hand back and pulled his cock from my mouth, pumping it harder and harder until I felt it explode all over my waiting lips. I licked the tip gently as it continued to pulse and leak all over my mouth and face. I smiled and laid back on the bed. I’d be sore immediately and for the rest of the week but at the moment I was in heaven.
He bent down and gently kissed my forehead, “Good girl,” he whispered. And a final thrill of pleasure went through me.
