"How old are you now?" Sir asked. Lady answers in a timid quiet voice, "38". He had mentioned a few days ago that her Birthday meant she would be receiving Birthday spankings.
The day was warm and sunny. It started with the traditional gift exchange and then normal household errands. The relationship between Sir and Lady had been strained lately, she wasn't looking forward to the plan of spending the afternoon/evening together. Sir seemed distant, more like a stranger living in her house, sleeping in her bed. However, they were registered for an Erotic Talk Class. They would be going.
Thankfully, as they drove there was an opportunity to clear the air. The conversation was sweet. The words, though hard to say, seemed to fall on his open ears. Sir seemed to hear Lady's heart as she tried to communicate her needs and desires. Out the car window, the sun made the leaves almost glow on the trees as the wind blew them off and they twirled and swirled in the air floating aimlessly to the ground without a care in the word. It seemed to lady that like those leaves, the things she said freed her emotions. Her hard outer shell had begun to crack open.
Being her Birthday she had decided to not worry about her weight. She wanted to live free, yet another way she was relinquishing control. Lunch was succulant beef layered in a paper lined basket. It was warm and fatty; bursting with flavor. They laughed over lunch as Sir was served his beer in a large tumbler glass. It felt amazing...releasing even more tension. Her shell was nearly open.
After lunch, they went for drinks. Lady threw caution to the wind as she ordered two drinks. A tart one that made her lips pucker up and then feeling a bit chilly she ordered a warm coffee concoction that was specially created for her by the bartender. Lady brought up their sexuality. Sir was eager to create a new plan for scheduled intimate time, it was something they had needed for a long time. Now three times a week time would be reserved for each other. They would be intentional about being physical. The drinks relaxed Lady more as the cares of the world quickly slid away and the best portion of the day was yet to come!
After another stop, they checked into their class. Nervously excited they were told to wait in the store until the instructor was ready. For the first time Lady browsed the kinky section long and slow. She picked up books and thumbed thru them...finding great interest in the spanking theme. Remembering in her mind the threat of Birthday Spankings. Would Sir remember? Would he give them? How would they feel? Lady enjoyed glancing across the store to see that Sir was investing the photo books. A warm smile spilled across her face, and a twinge spread thru her body lingering for a moment in her kitty. Sir had been experimenting with photography and Lady knew that he was looking at the photos for ideas. She loved to be his model and was working very hard to create a body that he loved to snap into the pages of his mind.
They were called to class and learned new creative ways to express their sexual thoughts and ideas in a verbal manner. During class Lady learned many new things and came up with thoughts of ways to expand her sexual horizons. She suggested buying some erotica that she would read and then re-write for the two of them. Lady encouraged Sir to buy a photo book to be used as a text book of sorts for them to create their photos. New photos would soon be taken of her to showcase the new body.
At dinner over a bottle of wine Sir and Lady exchanged their highlights from the class. Sir kept pouring Lady more wine. It was cold and sweet in her mouth even though she did NOT like the glass. In fact, there were many things that could have distracted the moment, the mood...yet a mix of the sexual anticipation, the transparent conversation, the libations, the food continued to heighten and elevate the suspense for the remainder of the evening. Lady didn't want this night to ever end! When their meal was finished, she had to lean HEAVILY on Sir as he led her from the restaurant. Being at a much lower weight in combination with the fact that she had not drunk in several months, the wine had created an extreme flush over her body. She loved feeling safe and cared for by her Sir.
They even stopped for another drink on the way home and Lady felt AMAZING at this point. Joyous relaxation filled her inner being. Her fingers tingled as she relished the sensation of her numb cheeks. Sir warned of the evenings plans...the spanking. Lady wanted more, she wanted it all yet Sir was excited to get her home. She trusted that he knew best and obediently left with him.
At home Lady was a limp noodle, left pliable in Sir's hands. She was his to be used for his pleasure. He undressed her as she looked into the mirror. He removed her jewelry...cautiously he took out her earrings, a first for him. She stood quietly, eyes closed due to the impending anticipation and their heaviness from the mix of alcohol. She felt safe in Sir's care. He unclasped her necklace and running his hands down the curves of her body he raised her shirt up and over her head revealing her lace bra. He released the closure and freed her supple breasts to fall softly from their upright position. He undid her pants and as he slid them down her legs her kitty began to pant. Once her panties were off, Sir told her to stay by the mirror and play until she was called. With trepidation and an awkward shyness she allowed her fingers to mingle around the edges of her hairless kitty. With one hand steadying herself against the counter, her eyes closed in the ever building anticipation, she used her other hand to gentle seperate her kitty's lips and with great ease slipped her finger in. It slid in quickly as the moisture was unleashed from the deep cavern where it had been held.
"Ok, come here" Sir said. She exited the bathroom to find him upon the bed. He pulled her down over his knee, his left thigh parting her legs. She laid her chest down upon the bed and glanced to the edge of the bed to see the large wooden spoon. He had chosen it to be the tool this evening. Twinges of excitement raced thru her body. Did he feel her kitty tense up and juices drip out? Even as this was happening Sir had seperated her ass cheeks, first in an investigative sort of way, then clearly it was to see his way for he placed against her rosebud hole a cooper plug. She would be lubbed, plugged, spanked, and ultimately taken this evening. His sexual tension could barely be held back a moment longer. Yet, he pressed on to do his duty...the very thing that he had longed to do....the spanking began. He was firm and to the point. "You will count...all 38" he said.
The first few strikes were loud. The smack of wood against flesh and muscle. Her kitty flinching and dripping....how she wanted to grind down against his thigh. It seemed that the first few were painful, her ass not used to the sensation of being controlled by his power. A plug internally stimulating her and his power externally controlling her. His manhood control dominating her limp feminine body. Yet the powerful love between them was clearly evident.... his resolve to be a Strong Leader, her resolve to be the submissive woman she was called to be.
After 10 swats, he stopped for a break. How she longed for a long break, a chance to catch her breath. Would Sir command her to corner time? Would she be made to humble herself to his watchful gaze from a distance as she waited patiently for him to call her back? *SMACK* No, it was time to move on. Swats twenty thru thirty seemed almost unbearable for her. He didn't let up, he didn't waver, he was not moved with compassion for THIS is what he set out for, THIS was what she needed, THIS was what he would do. A man of his word. At times she struggled to get away...he would wait for her to settle in before continuing. Usually he would give a stern warning to lay down or receive more. But for tonight, he let her struggle.
After ten more, another brief break occurred only to swiftly be followed with the final eight. Then, as he was done, she spoke up, "what did you say at the bar?" "Oh...that's right" he replied, "Two more". She had offended him or had spoken out of turn at the final bar and he had told her that she would receive two more. Their relationship was one of true trust. She LONGS for him to be the Strong Leader and is willing to help him acheive that position. Perhaps in time he will perfect a system to keep track of her impeeding infractions.
Without any pomp and circumstance, when the Birthday Spankings were done, he told her to roll over and proceeded to remove the plug and slip his hard cock deep into her ass. His dominion was almost animal like. He had waited all evening for this! His Lady was so limp and ready for him to assert his power. It fed his ego creating an even deeper passion to well up. He enjoyed the sensations, her tight ass squeezing his cock. His recent thoughts over spanking her into a new year. Her moans of exhaustion and excitement all wrapped up into one package and he finally climaxed deep into her abyss. Sending torrential waves of ectasy thru his body. Pulsing from his toes to his head and down again. He sank his cock deep, arching back and forth steading himself against his Lady. He finished unloading, only to replug her. Again love, intimacy, power, submission, connection on every level seemed to course thru the air. These two were special.
After he helped her climax, they laid there together. So grateful for this time to be alone, they had connected thru ways that the world would deem kinky or wrong. Yet, she loved being wrapped in his arms of safety and as she drifted off to sleep she hoped that this was ONLY the beginning of a whole new start for them. Sir, Lady and her kitty would all get along very well.
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