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Those rosy red cheeks Steve helped with my Sexy Spanking fantasy, but it turned into Spank Therapy instead and left Suzy with just as many questions as answers.  |
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Steve and I sat in the living room, having a drink and talking about everything but what was going to happen. When we needed refills, I got up and headed towards the kitchen, and he followed me. When we got there, he started rubbing my bottom and asked me if I was ready. I said that I wasn't sure, but I needed to find out. The refills would wait until later. He told me to take off everything except my bra and panties and wait for him to call me. As he went off to the bedroom, I slipped my dress off and stepped out of my heels and waited. When he finally called for me, I entered the bedroom and saw that a chair was moved into the center of the room, and Steve was sitting on the edge of the bed with his pants down around his ankles, his hard cock sticking up. He smiled and said, "Come over here, Suzy. You need to relax a little before we start this." I knew what he meant, and he was right. I walked over, knelt down in front of him, and took him in my mouth. I immediately began to bob up and down on it, loving the taste and hoping he would come quickly, but he stopped me before that could happen. He stood up and kissed my forehead, and them pulled his pants up and went over to the chair and sat down. With a cute little smile, he said, "Let's go, honey. It's time." I carefully laid across his lap and felt him peel my panties down. Finally, this was it! He slowly rubbed my bare ass for a moment and then gave me a little swat on each cheek. I wiggled my bottom and got a few more spanks. I felt just a little sting and told him, "Harder, baby. Don't worry." He gave me a couple more with a little more force, but I could tell he was still hesitant. I told him that I would hold on to his leg, and he was not to stop until I let go. I took his left ankle in my right hand and encouraged him to spank his girl. He gave my bottom another little rub and said that this wasn't punishment, but instead it was a reward for being such a good girl. This was so nice to hear, and it made me smile! And then he started. I could feel the energy in every touch of his hand. This was what I wanted, but it was so different than what I expected. I tried to just relax and take it. His tentativeness was soon gone, and it felt like he was really getting into it. At first, I was getting a sharp, stinging sensation, but then it turned into more of a hot, burning feeling. After a few more spanks, I suddenly felt a warmth sweep throughout my body and my eyes started to tear up. I gave his leg a hard squeeze and begged him to give me more. He started to slap out a steady rhythm on my ass, responding to my tightening grip by increasing the speed and the force. By now I was crying harder, the tears running down my cheeks. He started getting verbal, saying things like, "Is this what you want? Do you like this? Do you like having your ass spanked by your man?" I was nodding and moaning and squirming. The harder he spanked me, the harder I squeezed, and the harder I cried. He was alternating from cheek to cheek, and the slapping sound only excited me more. Now I was sobbing and making sounds I had never heard myself make before. I felt the pain of each spank, but it was a good pain, like a brand new sensation that didn't exactly hurt, but felt satisfying. I finally couldn't take any more and let go of his leg. He gave me one more swat and then stopped. I couldn't talk and couldn't move. I felt exhausted, defeated. He was fired up and full of energy and I was totally spent. He let me lay there for a while, gently rubbing my back and ass, softly talking to me but I didn't know what he was saying. Then he picked me up and laid me face-down on the bed. I was still crying a little, but my breathing was starting to return to normal. A little while later, I felt his hand gently rubbing lotion on my sore bottom. Then I felt one lubricated finger, followed by another. He took his place between my legs, pulled me up on my knees, and slipped his greased cock inside me. He pulled out, slid deep into me again, and then quickly started banging me faster and harder than usual, like he was determined to get off. This was a different kind of fuck. He was claiming his prize, showing me that I was there for his use. My orgasm came out of nowhere. I came on the bed and instantly began sobbing again. I felt waves of pleasure, ones I don't ever remember feeling before. He held on tightly to my hips as he pounded away in me. I was crying uncontrollably when he finally shot his cream inside me, and it felt like he was pumping out a bigger load than usual. After he finished inside me, he withdrew and laid me down on my side, holding me close to him from behind. Things felt different. He seemed bigger and stronger to me than before, and I felt smaller and more vulnerable. I was exhausted but my mind was swimming. It felt like a line had been drawn between our roles with a permanent marker. I lost control of myself and he took control of us. We were still equal partners, not dom/sub or anything like that, but also it was obvious that he was in charge. I was firmly shown my place, and I think it's right where I have to be. I needed him to hold me and take care of me, and I was going to do whatever he needed to keep him happy and never have him want to leave me. He held me until I fell asleep, and when I woke up, he was gone. He left me a very sweet note on the kitchen table that let me know what the evening meant to him, and how he couldn't wait to see what lies ahead. The next day, I was full of mixed emotions, and in some ways I still feel that way. Everything we did the night before felt so good, but I really don't know what to think. I had never lost control with anyone like that before, and I'm really embarrassed to have him see it. Now I want to just give myself to him and let him take me there or wherever else he wants to, whenever he wants to, but I'm afraid and I don't know what I'm scared of. Maybe it's not what he wants and I'll lose him, maybe it's not what I need and I'll regret it, or maybe it is what I need and once I go there, everything will be different. Now that I've had some time to sort my thoughts out, I need to find out how he feels about it. He's coming over on Saturday and we'll talk it over.
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It must be a wonderful feeling to let go completely and abandon yourself to His use. Love that you have the courage to do so.
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11/26/2021 10:54 am |
Great! Thanks for sharing! Nice pic!
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I think it was such a good thing that you completely let go and gave him all that power.
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Outstanding Suzy! Loved reading your story... All kinds of emotions come out when being spanked... Everyone is different and experiences these emotions in their own way... I loved all your comments except being embarrassed... Not sure why you would ever feel that way? You and Steve will find out what works best for both of you... Glad you got the spanking experience though.. Now you know what it's like!  ~ Physical strength is measured by what we carry. Inner strength is measured by what we can bear. ~
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wow Suzy, loved your writing here, not often that a blog post causes me to have a raging hard cock while reading it, but you really got me this time.
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Sounds like an amazing experience to open up some new doors!
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Hi Suzy Looking forward to hear what Steve felt of the situation. I hope that you both enjoyed it as much as each other. It's always nice to have some color in your cheeks, although normally it's the ones on your face people notice. Once again it's a great retelling of a hot night/weekend Jo xx
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What a beautiful story. So much emotion. It's the sort of thing i dream of, someone taking that role over me. i hope it's continued for you.
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Unfortunately, that's not me in the pic, but I hope I looked at least a little bit as good as she does when I was enjoying the moment.
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