Taking a minute to stretch my back at work, I feel, sore.
Oh, yes, now I remember.
On my belly.
Connected to ankle restraints.
Connected to a neck collar.
Back arched to accommodate where they are all connected.
Oh, yes, I remember.
Spread. He demands.
His hand invading my cunt. A smooth toy invading my ass.
I incoherently count out my orgasms.
Flogging, spanking, fucking.
My back, pussy, ass, and thighs are deliciously on fire.
He curls my hands into a fist to avoid hitting my fingers as he spanks. Too many spanks in the same spot. My hands open wide to cover my ass.
And. He. Spanks. My. Open. Hand.
HOLY shit. I close them back up tight.
The next time I reach my limit, I open my hands. And, this time, I keep them open.
He continues his spanking. On my palms.
When my ass is ready for more, I close them back into tight fists.
So much giving. So much taking.
Having this to remember throughout my day makes everything infinitely better!