I thought I’d continue on where I left off on my last post, A Spanking for my Husband, in which I punished him for not clearing the snow and ice from our walk. Not to skip ahead too much, but the evening ended in a very satisfactory manner!
After making him freeze his butt in the snow, and then heating it up again with my wooden spoon, I put him in the corner to show off his punished buns to me for fifteen minutes by the timer. He tends to be very well behaved while in the corner, as he knows with certainty I will not hesitate to begin the punishment from the start (including all the previously served corner time). I am incredibly strict on this point always. I do like the results of our scenes to be an incredibly obedient boy.
After his timeout, he got dressed and went outside to improve the snow clearing (for real). After that, he went to the bedroom to prepare himself. I had told him what I wanted afterwards: bra and panty submission for a whipping and fucking, and then he would perform analingus on me as I sat on his face.
Take a look at that photo. What’s not to like, boys?
“Done.” he told me after he finished outside.
“Is the walk clear?”
“Yes ma’am”
“It had better be.”
“I’ll head upstairs now?”
“Yes. You better be ready for me,” I warned him.
I’m a gal of routine. I don’t mind repeating myself in the least. So he knows what to do. He goes up to the bedroom and strips. Then he goes into our ensuite bathroom and shaves and showers. I want his face well shaven as he will be going down on me, and I cannot stand itchy stubble! But the shaving does not end there. There is a feminization aspect to it as well. He must refresh the shaving of his chest, tummy, pubis, genitals, ass crack, and high legs (to the stocking tops). He uses a combination of electric clippers and razor. Afterwards he takes a very hot shower and washes himself thoroughly with soap and water and shampoos his hair. He uses my soap and shampoo for this. This treatment leaves him girlishly pink for me and smelling like a girl. He is also expected to take measures to ensure he is ready to be taken in his boy vagina. A douche if you will.
Then he goes back into our bedroom, and goes to his lingerie drawer (I love that our cleaning lady knows which drawer the 2XL lingerie winds up in: his!). I told him “bra and panty” this time. He selects a pair of panties. I always like seeing which of his pairs he chooses. They are usually very feminine, with lots of pretty lace, and a fuller cut. This time it was red. He also puts on his pink Victoria Secret bra with the inserts. Every piece of lingerie has a story behind it. A very humiliating story of public shopping.
Then he stacks three pillows in the middle of his side of the bed (the right side while lying down), and he drapes himself over them, pantied ass uppermost, and waits for me.
I can hear when the shower is turned off, so I can pretty much judge when he will be ready for me. I always let him wait for me a bit longer than necessary. I want him imagining what will happen to him as he lies in that ass up subservient position.
I walk up the stairs towards the bedroom. I know he can hear me coming. The house is completely quiet otherwise. I open the door and enter. This time, I decided to say the absolute minimum. Actions speak louder than words.
I go up to him, grab his panties on either side of his hips, and in one quick motion strip them down to his knees.
I then go into the bedside drawers open them, and take out my twin tailed heavy leather strap. A favourite of mine.
I lay the strap across his backside. I keep it there for 10 or 15 seconds (a very long time). Then I lift it and bring it back down sharply across his rear end. THWACK!
He grunts a little. Another. THWACK! Another. THWACK! Another. THWACK! After the first few he starts wiggling and yelling out a bit more. His hands clutch at the bed covers and he puts them into his mouth. He likes gagging himself like that. THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK!
Then I tease the strap across his punished butt cheeks. At first he cringes away from my strap, but as I play it gently across him he inevitably winds up sticking his ass up higher in the air, begging for more. Who am I to deny him? THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK!
I toss the strap down on the bed next to him. I want him to know it’s handy in case I need it.
I go into the bedroom closet. I fetch out a riding crop and go to directly behind him. “Open your cheeks,” I tell him. He knows what I mean, he reaches behind himself and pulls his ass cheeks wide open.
I don’t know why, but I absolutely love this view of him. It’s kind of a male gay thing, but I’m a (mostly) hetero woman, and seeing that just turns me on. I just want to fuck it! It’s so small and tight. But it will stretch for me. Not without some pain, of course. Oh well.
I hold off though. First I need to prepare the ground. I use the crop to whip the inside of his cleft and his bottom hole. The bottom hole whipping is so that he will feel the upcoming penetration all the more. He always has trouble holding himself wide for me. He sometimes loses his grip in his frantic wriggling. But he immediately scrambles his hands back and pulls himself even wider apart for me, so I don’t mind. In fact, the more frantic he gets, and the more he loses his grip, the more he scrambles back and pulls his cheeks apart, so wide, so that it actually stretches open his asshole. I love it!
I throw the crop down on the bed next to the strap.
I go back to the bedroom drawer, open it, and pull out his lube. He is still holding his cheeks wide apart for me. “Wider!” I tell him. He pulls even harder. Ha ha. He will not let go until he is told to. I dribble lube onto and into his hole. I use my hand to rub it around his anus and my fingers to push it into his hole. He is always very clean for me if he has a chance to prepare himself as he did today.
I clean off my hands with some paper towels I keep nearby. Then I start stripping down to my bra and panties. I like that we wear the same things for sex. I put on my strap-on dildo and clinch it up tight. Ride ’em cowgirl! He is still there throughout all of this, bent over and holding his punished bum cheeks wide apart for me to see his lubed up hole.
I climb onto the bed behind him. I remove his panties off his legs completely. I put the tip of my dildo against his asshole. I bump it a few times to wake it up. I push the tip an inch in. I do tiny thrusts from there. I pull out and repeat that procedure a couple more times. He is still holding his cheeks submissively wide for me.
Next time I put the tip in, and then keep pushing. His anus open like a flower and sucks in the bulbous tip. I pause there at the entrance. “Hands front,” I tell him. He lets go his ass cheeks and moves his hands in front of himself, back to clutching his bed sheets.
I start my thrusting. I am gentle with him at first. Each time I push in I feel less and less resistance and can go deeper and deeper. When I can bury it to the hilt, I pause there, and wiggle it around inside of him. Then I pull back right to the tip and push back right to the hilt. I do that a few more times. Then I pull back and exit his anus, and then push right back in up to the hilt in a single motion. His anus stays open for me at this point. He is well-stretched.
Now his fucking begins.
I grab onto his hips on either side. I pull him into me as I thrust my hips violently forward. I push his hips away as I reverse, and then pull him towards me and thrust again. I build up my speed and the power of my thrusts. Before long he is getting fucked! Royally fucked.
“harder…” he cries out.
“You want it harder, bitch?”
“yea.. please…”
I oblige. Whatever do you think makes him beg me to go harder? He likes to imagine himself the slutty little girl in this situation. Not much of a stretch of the imagination. He wants to think she would beg her man to give it to her harder.
By now, on every thrust he is crying out. “Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah Oh Oh No Ah No Oh Ah No No” and so on. As we get deeper into it, the percentage of moans that sound like “No” increase. Of course, in our marriage “Red” means “No” and “No” means keep going. I do. Harder.
I stop, a little out of breath, buried inside him. I slowly pull out and then slowly push very deep all the way in. As I go super deep he cries out, wriggles, and his little balled up fists pull at his bed covers. I repeat that a few more times. I get as deep as I possibly can, and then shove it in a bit deeper. “No! Ah!” Music to my ears. Then I pull out completely.
He is always incredibly grateful when I stop. I go to the bathroom, clean off my dick a bit, then take it off and leave it by the sink. It’s his job to clean the toys after sex. I come back and clean him off with the paper towels. There is usually a bit of a mess. No big deal. You can’t swim without getting wet.
“On your back,” I tell him. This is only about the third or fourth time I’ve spoken with him. Sometimes I am very vocal. Other times, like today, I want a deep spiritual silence.
I pull off my panties, and shuck off my bra. I like how he looks at me so appreciatively as I do this. I pull my Hitachi out of the bedside drawer and plug it in. Then I kneel on either side of his face and lower my pussy to his mouth. He needs no instructions, he starts licking.
I don’t let him bring me to orgasm like that. Not this time. I sit up straighter and sit more down on him. He scrambles his hands which were pinned at his sides and brings them to my cheeks. I let him. He pushes up on me to relieve the pressure. This also parts my cheeks, putting my butthole on his mouth. He starts submissively licking my asshole. He didn’t have to be told to do this either. He knows what is expected of him.
I guess I am very anal-sexual, because the feeling of his tongue on my hole is heavenly. It’s actually a combination of that, and the knowledge that I am making him lick my asshole. My asshole! I turn the Hitachi on and press it up against me. I usually come very quickly. All it takes is 30 seconds or so.
He’s been a good boy. I lean forward and give his cock a stroke and a kiss.
Then I lean back onto his face and tell him to jerk himself off. He gets his right hand out from under me and down to his cock. I pour some lube onto his cock, and he starts rubbing himself while licking my asshole. Now I’ll talk to him. “Deeper, you bitch. Get that tongue in there. What am I paying you for, you dirty little whore? Right up in there. Fuck me with your tongue you slut!” I reach for the crop beside me and whip his tummy and thighs and balls. “Lick me! Get it in there!” Meanwhile, he’s frantically jerking himself!
Suddenly… SPLOOGE! A little geyser of cum that shoots up and arcs down onto his chest and tummy and then dribbles down onto his abdomen.
I get off him. I use my fingers to gather up his cum and feed it to him. I tell him not to swallow it yet. To hold it in his mouth.
When he has a mouthful, I grab him by the neck, under his chin, lifting his chin. I look him right in the eye from very close. “Who’s my little bitch?” He gurgles out a closed mouthed “i mmm”. “Swallow,” I order. I can feel his throat move as he swallows his ejaculate. I get a big smile on my face and I kiss him flush on the lips.
I love this kinky sexy man!
Source: Strict Julie Spanks
A lovely mistress.