Saturday, June 29, 2013
Hard spanking from his Goddess in Leather
After playing around with the pictures he took of me (loading them on the computer, cropping them, etc.) hubby has been very aroused, so aroused that last night (after we got back from a very nice dinner) he begged me to put on my new custom-fit leather pants and give him an over the lap spanking. And when I say he begged, I mean he begged. It was both sweet and a little pathetic at the same time. But I loved it. I love to hear a man beg, especially my husband. Not many men are good at begging. James has gotten better at it over the years but last night was perfect begging, just the right combination of sincerity, worshipfulness, desperation and sexual frustration. It turned me on.
So I made a deal with him. I would put on my new pants and administer a spanking with my leather paddle but if he had an accident, if he had an unauthorized orgasm and screwed up our denial schedule, or if he had another wet dream when he slept, then I was going to get him pierced and install a permanent chastity device. James was so desperate to see me in my pants again that he agreed.
I didn’t make a production out of it and no Sgt. Pepper’s jacket, just my leather bra and the pants, no boots. As soon as James saw me sitting on the edge of my bed with paddle in hand, he fell to his knees and asked permission to kiss and lick my pants. I granted him permission. He started at my feet and worked his way up. To say he was full of passion would be the understatement of the year. He was really getting me excited as I could feel his tongue through the leather.
I ordered him to climb across my lap. His chastity device was in the way but I wasn’t about to let him out so I opened my legs a bit and tucked it between the inside of my thighs. I told James not to move, not to hump and not to wiggle else I would end our session.
I took the leather paddle and I did very little in the way of a warm-up. I started our moderate and I took it to hard in no time. I really blistered his ass and he seemed to love it. He was deep in subspace and he just laid there like a statue, not saying a word, not even a grunt or a moan. I continued and I could feel his swollen penis between my legs shrinking inside its cage, which told me he was in pain, yet not a sound. I continued until he finally yelled out his safe word. His ass was bright red and scorching hot.
I soothed it with my bare hands and now I was dripping wet from excitement. I rolled him off of my lap and I undid the belt and unzipped my pants. I ordered him to open the zippers on the pants at the ankles and to pull off my pants and carefully hang them up. As he did this, I removed my panties and I commanded him to crawl between my legs. He orally serviced me and it didn’t take long for me to climax.
Hubby was a good boy and his denial schedule is still on track. I examined him this morning, no traces of a wet dream, he was leaking pre-cum just from my slightest touch and his balls are still very full. Six more days to go.