Now and again I marvel at my hubby’s
submission. Where does he go in that brain of his when he drifts off into
subspace? Is it a mental trip or perhaps a spiritual trip? It can be quite
perplexing but it gives me personal satisfaction to know I can take him to his “happy
place”.
Last night was one of those times. It was
spank night. I felt he needed a maintenance spanking. He’s been a very good boy
lately, doing his chores and obeying me but no matter how loving and
cooperative he’s been, he still needs his maintenance discipline sessions else
it is inevitable he will begin to backslide. Besides, I was in the mood to
spank him last night. I’m not really sure why I wanted to spank him but it’s
just like sex, the mood strikes and there is really no need to analyze it. When
the mood strikes I have an urge that needs to be satisfied, an itch that needs
to be scratched. Last night I had the urge to redden my hubby’s bottom.
I decided to make it special for him. I put
on a leather bra and thong set, a pair of leather gauntlet gloves and my long
leather skirt. I also wore calve high boots. I allowed him to remove his
chastity device because I wanted him to lie across my lap so he could feel the
leather from my skirt against his cock.
But before he took his place across my lap,
I allowed him to worship my boots and my skirt. He was of course naked and he
licked the leather on my boots and he sucked the 3 inch heels. When he worked his
way up to my skirt, I bent over, placing the palms of my hands on the bed,
which pushed my ass upward to give him easy access. He licked the leather skirt
that had framed my big, round ass. Hubby kissed and licked and licked and
kissed the leather, which tickled and gave me goose bumps.
I then told him to put his hands to his
side and rub his cock up and down against my leather covered ass. I forbade him
from touching me with his hands because the temptation would have been there
for him to grab my hips with me bent over like that and that is a dominant
position for a man, thus I kept him in a submissive posture by having him keep
his hands to his side while he humped my skirt like a dog would hump a leg. Hubby
was getting very excited feeling the leather against his cock and he dripped
pre-cum on my skirt. He knew to pull away if he neared orgasm. Once he pulled
away, I ordered him to lick the pre-cum off my leather clad ass.
Now it was time for his spanking. I had him
go to my toy chest and select a paddle. He chose a leather paddle with a long
handle. He chose wisely because I like using this paddle during an
over-the-knee spanking. The handle makes it easy to control the severity of
each blow.
After he handed me the paddle, hubby
crawled over my lap, placing his erect cock against the leather skirt. I warmed
him up with my glove hands until his buttocks began to turn a little pink. Then
I took the paddle and began to administer a firm spanking, rotating from cheek
to cheek. I dished out what I thought was a rather harsh spanking but when I
stopped and began to soothe his reddened bottom by caressing it with my gloved
hands, hubby asked me “not to stop”. He had drifted off into his happy place
and he wanted more.
I inquired how he wanted me to continue,
did he want light and sensual or hard and fast? He chose hard and fast.
Naturally I obliged and I began to blister his ass with the leather paddle. Hubby
was off into some other sphere, and although his muscles were quivering from
the pain, he didn’t utter a word, other than giving out sighs of contentment. I
have no idea what was going through his mind as I blistered his ass but I
continued. Finally I had to stop. I didn’t want to injure the poor baby. His
ass was turning purple in a few spots. One of us had to stay grounded in
reality and lucky for him I know when to stop, even if he wants me to keep going.
I took off my gloves and felt the heat
rising from his blistered bottom. That always turns me on. I got up and removed
my skirt to reveal my leather thong. I had hubby lie on the bed and I straddled
his face and allowed him to lick my thong. He loves to lick leather that is
tight against my pussy. He performed long and lustful licks and by now I was very wet.
I removed the thong and allowed him to eat
pussy. I was still straddling his face but I can feel his tongue best when I am
on my back and he is between my legs. Therefore, I ordered him to assume that
position. It didn’t take very long at all before I climaxed. I held his head
there until I had another. Wow, was it ever intense.
Hubby was so excited and it had been a long
time since I allowed him an orgasm. I knew by the way he was dripping pre-cum
that his body needed relief. Therefore I ordered him to masturbate in front of
me, maintaining eye contact with me the entire time and to only cum on my
command. I made him suffer for a few minutes before I ordered, “Do it, James,
do it NOW!” He exploded and collapsed on to the bed. His orgasm snapped him
back to reality and he commented on how his ass was throbbing. I think he was
shocked when he saw my handiwork in the mirror. Oh well, he asked for it. That’s
the price of admission for entry into his happy place. Submissive men are
indeed unusual creatures.
