Pretty red panties
Spanking stick (blind tilt)
I am layed out on our bed, pillows under my hips arching my lower back and tilting my soft bottom up for His pleasure.
He is very rhythmic today equal paddling to each side. Changing up the rhythm just as I am used to it.
It is excruciating and intoxicating.
Do you want more?
I am tearlessly sobbing.
The paddling continues as does the swats with the spanking stick/ blind tilt.
Awe. Honey. We broke it.
He lays a 3inch piece of the blind tilt next to my head on the bed. I turn and look at it.
Do you like that?
A little victory? The blind tilt broke. Not me.
I am wired a bit odd. Beautifully odd.
The paddling and spanking continues.
Tearless sobs continue as he tells me....
Don't do that again.
I am in a fog. I have been sobbing, moaning, and ouching, the whole time. What did I just do that I need to stop?
I loosen my clenched bottom.
The remainder of the paddling and spanking stick swats are done with my absolutely surrendered and softened bottom.
You can take so much more now.
He is reflecting my ability to stay still as the intensity hits an all time high. (Pun intended).
Can you take more?
He asked me this a few times throughout.
This time, I don't have an answer. My mind is scrambled. There is no clear thought.
My bottom says "NO" but that other part of me..........she always wants more. Insatiable.
I..... I don't know.
Do you trust me?
I know this answer! No doubt. Nothing is more clear at this moment.
I think you can take more.
And, just like that. That sliver of the world I held control to, resigned in my own stubbornness...left.
At some point. I am gathered into his arms.
He leads me towards the in window closed blind glass door.
Press your bottom on the glass.
I am in an absolute fog as I comply with his orders.
Cool glass. Hot bottom.