Spanking And The Sex After
In Jezebel’s Secret Blog, she writes of her Master tying her over a high stool, spanking her, and then doing what you would expect:
but there is something new, something more on His agenda. it is face down over the seat of the high stool, hands tied to a waiting rope around the bases of its legs. it is sudden. i am not prepared for something new. He smacks my ass with his hands this time.
(lately, it seems, He’s brought spanking back with more … pain? more vigor? it hurts. that’s all i can say about it.)
hard. over and over. i’ve had a hard time counting, lately. He doesn’t require it, and He’s not stayed to the former “groups of three” idea. so i’m afraid to count. no predictions, no counting. spanking my ass hard. then fucking me. i thought i’d fall forward, but He had a good grip on my hips, squeezing his fingers into the places where it burned from the spanking. fucking me so hard, my hands gripped on the legs of the stool, inching my feet forward to help me balance. could feel only ass burning, pussy fucked, don’t fall
don’t fall
fucked hard. and then, suddenly, His cock in my ass. no, i can’t i haven’t i i i i he’s fucking my ass fucking my ass hard fucking fucking fucking and i’m beyond balance, beyond fucked only about cum in me hard cum i want my Master’s cum in my ass, Sir, please cum in my ass Master, please Sir, please Master, please please please please please
“No, I can’t, I haven’t….” The politically correct may continue to deny it, but sometimes “no” really does mean “yes”.
