Wet

You may have noticed the spanking and whipping etc. have increased in the last, I don’t know, six or eight posts. In fact, as I mentioned, at first the paddle and the whip were not interesting to her, so I put them aside for a while, but now we’ve figured out how to get it all working. (Note: affiliate links below.)

Here are the devices:

• The cat-o-nine-tails doesn’t work all that well. It would, maybe, but the other devices do a better job of everything it does. But it might be nice for people who are just starting out, like us, because it really can’t hurt anyone.
• The leash and collar are good and not good. The collar, I don’t know. It looks hot on her but it annoyed her, and she didn’t care for it on me. The leash, however, works in two ways. 1) She likes when I drag the metal chain around on her, particularly around her nipples. 2) You can use it without the collar, just by making a loop in the end. She said, again, that she didn’t care for it on me, but she enjoyed it a little on herself and she could tell how much I liked it, so that was good too.
• The dressage whip is pretty great, but I had to modify it. It was too long to fit in any drawer, and the little whippy bit at the end could really hurt (I tested it on myself first). So I cut off some of it, leaving just a stiffish thin rod. She loves it when I whip her ass (not too hard), when I lay it over her nipples and gently drag it around, and when I gently whip her nipples and breasts.
• The paddle is OK. It works but makes a lot of noise, and isn’t really better than my hand.
• My hand (not for sale, but you can rent it–I do massages–email me). Honestly for us this is best for spanking. I can control it best.

It’s not like I’m planning ahead to do some S&M. It just kind of comes up. Sometimes she’s naughty and needs a little punishment. And her ass and tits are just so, so sweet. The other night she had a vibrator going, or I did but she grabbed it out of my hand, and she rolled over on her belly. She wiggled that smooth little ass and stuck it up in the air a little bit and, taking the bait, I gave it a little smack. She moaned, and I kept going, hitting her gently but with purpose, once a second, and she started coming and kept coming.

I said “You’re being very naughty–it looks like you need a lesson” and she just whimpered invitingly. So I leaned over to the drawer (we have a storage bed) where the dressage whip goes, and pulled it out. I started gently tracing out lines on her lower back, ass, and thighs, and tapped the bottoms of her feet.

Her body language indicating readiness–meaning, as I tapped her ass with the whip she jerked it upward, ever so slightly–I increased the speed with which I flicked the whip. Not the rate, yet–I was hitting her only once every five seconds or so. She started to whimper and moan a little, and then her body released in climax and she let out a quiet “Ohhh.” I then hit her hard, right on the thickest part of her ass, and I could hear it sting. She came again, writhing. I said “you need to be punished, naughty girl” and she said, quietly, a little fear in her voice maybe (which I think was artifice), “yeah.” I started hitting her more frequently, once every second or so, whipping that sweet little ass and watching it jump up to receive every strike, her face grimacing each time to take the pleasure and pain.

(G-d, I want to rim her tight asshole so bad right now, remembering all this. My cock is electrified). She went into full multi-orgasmic mode–coming over and over. I said “you’ve been very bad, haven’t you?” and she said “I’m wetting the bed.” At that, my left hand on my hard, lubed purple cock, I nearly sprayed my cum all over her back.

I should pause here to say that we both understood she meant that her pussy was dripping with honey-sweet cum, and making a wet spot on the bed, and that was hot enough. But the utterly taboo implication that she was wetting the bed in an ongoing sense–peeing–was right out there in the open for us both to appreciate.

I said “that IS naughty, you BAD little GIRL,” striking her right on the “is” and the “bad” and the “girl,” and she convulsed in a huge orgasm.

She turned over, and we got a drink of water maybe. Lying back down, she held the vibrator against her clit with one hand, and pressed on her slit with the other, her upper arms cradling her breasts from the sides, making her nipples stand high. Again, I took the bait. She gets thoroughly squirmy and indecent when I lay the whip across both nipples at the same time, sliding it gently back and forth or raising it just slightly and whipping it back down. She kept on coming, and I kept on whipping for a minute or two, and probably five more massive, shuddering climaxes, before we’d had enough.

Whew. One thing I want to say is that when I’ve seen depictions of S&M, on TV or videos or whatever, it looks like 100% role play. Like the couple is acting outside of their normal way, putting on a show for each other, playing characters. Maybe they actually are or maybe that’s just what it looks like from outside, but when she and I do it, there’s no role playing. It’s me and her just completely turning each other on. It’s intimate. It strengthens us. It doesn’t work every time, but when it works, I LOVE it.