Mr. D and I had a couples massage for a treat. I had a woman who gave an incredibly deep massage. My shoulders and upper back were quite sore when she was done. She told me to let her know if she was hurting me, but when you’re supposed to be a masochist and your Dominant is lying next to you it feels pretty ridiculous to tell a short round woman, “Oh please stop, that hurts.” She said I was a mess, I took her word for it and let her do her job.
We stopped at Daddy’s favorite cigar bar and I met some friends of his. We enjoyed a few drinks and later arrived home. We laid on the bed for a bit, we were nicely toasty by then. He told me to stay as he left the room so I took off my clothes and knelt in obeisance waiting for him. When he returned he took my hand and led me to the spanking bench.
I was so happy that he wanted impact play. I love every expression of what he does to me. I mount the bench and I am his. I am his willing plaything. My hair falls over my face and I’m cocooned in the sensations he provides. His voice caresses me while his instruments play across my body.
Many times it is impact play and other things as well. He has tied me to the bench, he has facefucked me on the bench. He has made me wear plugs and other inserted things. This time though it was pure impact play.
He used a feather duster to awaken my skin and tease my nerve endings. Then he used a long leather flogger to prime me. I so love that flogger. It is heavy yet he wields it in such a way that it can provide thuddy pleasure. After he warmed me up with soft strokes he used this flogger to give me its bite and sting. I squirmed on the bench when he did this. The bite of it makes me whimper and move away from it. But this warms my skin and makes me feel completely alive.
He knows when I have reached my limit on one area of my body so he switches to another. He used several different crops on my back. With the soreness lingering from the massage I felt every biting smack of those crops. It wasn’t a respite from the pain it just moved the playing field.
“I want you to slip away and fly but I don’t think you will today.” I wondered how he knew. I felt languid and fully under his spell but he was right, I didn’t feel like I would go into subspace. He switched to the heavy buffalo flogger. This flogger is fairly new to us. When he wields it the impact packs an intense wallop. The sensation is very like being punched. Every strike to my ass jolts me forward on the bench and forces my voice and breath from me. I hear myself grunting as the hit ricochets through me. I absolutely love it. I feel every ounce of his power in those strikes. I am putty under his punishing blows. I want more, ever more.
Again he switched to something new. He never rests from the onslaught but he is in my head. He knows when to change rhythm, when to move from back to thighs to ass. We are a matched pair dancing the timeless steps of the sadist and masochist. He comes around to my face and holds a piece of leather to my lips. “The one I made especially for you, slut.” It was the slapper he had fashioned himself. I ran my lips over it, bit it lightly to feel it in my teeth. God, how I love this man.
When he was done he told me, “Rise when you are ready. Hold the sides and step down, one foot at a time.” I rose and was relieved I had listened to him and held on. I was so limp I would have fallen. I wasn’t in subspace all the way but I was certainly very deep into the sensations and experience. It took me time to come back together.
“Look what you do to me. I’ve been dripping the whole time.” I held his hand to steady myself and saw that his cock was hard and he was indeed dripping. I can’t tell you how much that thrills me. To know that he clearly is very turned on by what we do gives me such a rush of joy.
“Run your fingers up the base.” He’s teaching me how to milk him. I put my fingers around the base of his cock and run them up the vein on the underside of him. As they reach the tip, his come floods out if I’ve done it right. I took my prize and licked my fingers as he watched.