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Spanking fantasy come to life
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Spanking fantasy come to life For most of my adult life I have fantasized about being spanked in a sexual setting…the first time I remember being turned on by the thought was when I was reading a book set in the 1500’s and a man was spanking his wife with a belt for disobeying him…I was shocked (and a little embarrassed) at my arousal, but I never forgot how turned on I was…I had shared my fantasy with a couple men who have shared my bed, but neither wanted to ‘hurt’ me…even if I did ache for it. Sure I’d get the occasional smack on my ass (it is pretty damn smackable  but they were just too sweet and gentle to really spank me. Then enters a Dom who I noticed was a bit on the sadistic side…but not cruel. I experienced a little pain play with him and he was VERY good at reading me and knowing when I was becoming uncomfortable…so I began to wonder what it would be like to be spanked by him. I mean REALLY spanked…not just hard smacks with his hand…but full strokes with a belt. We had discussed it a few times casually…but would the actual experience be anything like I fantasized? I was soon to find out.We made arrangements to meet and play…and I knew one thing for certain, he wanted to own my ass. The anticipation alone was incredibly intense…I was in a constant state of arousal and the trepidation I felt was off the charts. The day finally came to meet with him. When he arrived, I was in black<b> thigh highs </font></b>and a lacy blue negligee…and ready for him…I had been anticipating this for a number of years…my pussy was soaked and my nips hard and every nerve in my body was on high alert…he had forbidden me to cum the three days prior and the anticipation was intoxicating! We spent a little time fooling around before he told me to bend over the edge of the bed…and I knew the time had come…part of me wanted to bolt and never look back…the other part of me relished in one more of my fantasies becoming a reality. I put my hips up against the edge of the bed and leaned my torso forward, feeling my erect nips pushing against the lace of my nightie and then into the bed…my feet were slightly spread and I lifted the back of my negligee to fully expose my ass and looked him in the eye…this was the point of no return, was I truly ready? YES, I fucking was! He walked to the side a bit to give himself a better angle as he pulled off his belt…my heart was racing and I couldn’t breathe…I kept my head to the side so I could see when he raised his arm…then as his arm started to swing down, I turned my head forward and took a deep breath…here it comes! The anticipation was entangled with my arousal deep in my belly…I ached for this…truly ached for it! The belt made contact with my ass and bit hard…I gasped...FUCK! That hurt!...much more than I had expected, he surely isn’t playing around now! I inhaled sharply as the pain radiated across my entire ass…how big is that fucking belt? DAMN! I turned to see him waiting (you see he’s experienced with this and he must have known my reaction would be mixed)…he gave me a few seconds for the pain from the impact to fully sink in before he raised his arm again…I knew that I could tell him to stop…but did I want him to? No, I didn’t…I wanted more. And good thing too, because just about then the second blow came down…harder than the first and I jumped…OUCH! Does he realize how badly this hurts?! I’m guessing no…no way this man who is in complete control has EVER let anyone beat his ass! I gripped the sheets with both hands as the blows began to come down at a steady pace…one after another after another…each one hurting worse than the last…and my panic starting to rise as the intensity of the pain increased and he continued on, how long could he possible go…he knows it’s my first time, he knows I’m nervous as hell…does he care? I thought so, but maybe not. Thinking back now I wish I had counted them, but at the time all I could think of was breathing thru the next lick…he was definitely not new to this, the blows continued to hit in almost the exact same spot and it was getting almost unbearable…almost. The bite of the very end of the belt striking that same spot repeatedly was too intense for words…couldn’t he fucking spread them out for fuck’s sake?! One blow in particular landed right across my tailbone (which I injured a while back) and I cried out…my eyes went blurry and a wave of nausea swept over me and my hands started to shake…I can do this! I know I can. I mean come on, how much longer could he possibly go? Several strikes went by and I started to almost feel numb from the pain…and then, he struck that same spot on my tailbone again and my torso came up off the bed and my head started to spin as I let a cry escape my throat. FUCK! That one hurt! Panic started to rise in my chest as the next couple of blows landed on my very sore ass…maybe I can’t do this? Maybe I’m not as tough as I thought I was…FUCK! This hurts! I honestly don’t know how many licks I had endured, maybe 10? Felt like 30! But I didn’t think I could take much more…he would stop tho if I told him to, right? I just had to focus on getting thru this next one, then the one after that. (Ya know, he’d probably read this and laugh at me and tell me he only struck me 5 times, lol…but I’m certain it was more than ten. either way, he is unbelievably perceptive…because just as I was starting to figure out an escape plan, he stopped…I can’t clearly recall what happened next…did he rub my ass? Fuck it? I honestly don’t remember…I was just sighing deeply that I’d survived it!We fucked and fooled around over the next 45 mins to an hour and my ass wasn’t nearly as sore as I expected it to be at that point…and THEN he tells me he’s not done with me yet…he wants me to lay over the edge of the bed again…and a mix of dread and excitement begin to fill my stomach…that fucking HURT earlier! But maybe it wasn’t as bad as I remember it being…my pussy begins to ache as I get into position…his commanding presence is so fucking hot!! He moves me to the foot of the bed so he can get a better angle, THIS can’t be good! He wants more room to swing? which means harder blows…FUCK! What was I thinking?!?! Why would I ever think this was hot?...oh, but my body says it IS! My nips are perky and excited, just like my pussy…my body betrays me, fully ready...it’s my mind that I’m fighting. But surely he’ll go easy…he HAS to know my ass is sore from earlier, right? Haha, yeah I don’t think he cares…I look back at him and see that sparkle in his eye…he just loves this! And it is so fucking hot to watch how hard his cock is as the first blow comes down…Holy FUCK, that stings!! I can do this!!...maybe…blow after blow came down. I swear he was striking much harder than the first round…how is that even possible?! With each blow the intensity of my panic rises and I start to think it’s time to grab my clothes and get the fuck out of dodge!! I cry out several times with particularly hard licks…but that doesn’t seem to detour him…his erection grows, but I see him watching me…trying to decide how much more I can take…I was determined to take all he wanted to give me…but maybe it’s time to tap out!! This is way more painful than I bargained for…but then just as I am about to say ‘enough’, I hear him say ‘Three more’…ok, I can do three more. One, FUCK!! 😳 I think that was the hardest one yet! Maybe I can’t do three more! Two, OMFG! How could it possibly have gotten any harder?! Just one more…I can do one more, right? I’m honestly not sure right now…THREE!! FUUUUUUCK!! My ass is throbbing, stinging, aching…and freshly beaten! Another fantasy fulfilled…now it’s time to get the fuck out of dodge!! Mark that one off the list and let’s NEVER do that again! EVER! Fuck, what a stupid idea THAT was! And then I remember, he hasn’t gotten off yet…well FUCK! I can’t very well leave the guy hanging when he just fulfilled one of my biggest fantasies…guess I can’t duck out quite yet. I lay my head down and he walks over to me, as I’m still in position…legs trembling…he sits down next to me…and asks me what I’m thinking…but right now, I don’t want to say anything to him. He’s not my favorite person in the world 😠 and I don’t really know what to say to him. I’m honestly not even sure what I’m feeling…and it isn’t HIS fault…he only did what I wanted him to do…and he did it very well too, I might add. LOL. My eyes fill with tears and a knot develops in my throat…he’s so sweetly trying to make sure I’m ok…and I’m suddenly a bit overwhelmed…and I’m not sure why…a million things are running thru my head and I’m trying to sort them out…I just need a minute…or ten. LOL We talk for a while, I give him a blowjob, get him off and he leaves (short version 😉)…and after he leaves, I’m left feeling…what? What am I feeling? Idk, all I know is that I need fresh air…so I leave too and start to drive…and then I start to cry…a wave of emotions overwhelms me and I'm not sure what I'm feeling...a loss of control? Used? Embarrassed? Ashamed? Sad? Helpless? All I knew was I couldn't let him see me cry...and now I'm flooded with emotions. I text my best friend and he calls me immediately and let's me cry then makes me laugh. After we hang up, I realize how alive I feel at that moment. Fully present and every cell in my body at high alert...I feel fucking amazing...and I know at that moment...it WAS all I hoped it would be...no, MORE than I hoped it would be...I just MUST do this again!! And soon!! |
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