Wet pussy

Sluts pussy wet from dick
Claire cupped my balls in her hand, gently fondling and squeezing them,
before crouching under her sister to lick and slaver my balls until wet.
Taking my balls into her mouth, first one then both together, she sucked
avidly on them.

They swopped back and forth, first one then the other sucking my meat,
until sinking to the ground, I pulled Claire over me so that her smooth
cunt covered my face. Twisting my tongue into her juicy hole I licked and
sucked at her delicious love box. I soon found her clit to bite and suck,
until it brought her to a shattering climax, drenching my face with her
juices, while she and her sister continued their oral administrations of my

Sexy licking

Pussies get a fat tounge
“Like her, I love her. She’s gorgeous.” You take my hand again and show me
all that’s to be seen topside and then we go below deck. It’s surprisingly
spacious below. Two large cabins, a galley, the head, the engine compartment
and lots of storage areas. The galley is very well outfitted, including a
microwave. I even see a computer in one of the staterooms.

If I were to write a romance I couldn’t have done it any better than this one
is beginning. The boat, the car, you are all exactly what I want. Slowly you
place your hand on the nape of my neck and press your fingers gently. I’m so
relaxed and yet still so excited. What an incredible feeling. At last, you
lean down and kiss me. Very lightly and so gently. Your lips are soft and
parted slightly. I respond, trying hard to control myself. As you break from
the kiss you smile again and ask if I would like to change into something else.

I opened up

My story really begins last August, when our college student, Joe,
moved in. As part of the rental agreement, I made his bed everyday and
cleaned his room. A couple of weeks after he moved in, I found a whole
stack of “adult” magazines under his bed. There were “Playboys” and
“Penthouses,” but there were also magazines with only pictures called
things like “Stockings and Lace,” “Bush Basher,” “Anal Honeys,” and “Big
Tit Fuckers.” I was amazed and shocked at what I saw in the pictures and
what I read in the letters and stories. But every day, I dug another one
out to read or look at.

One afternoon, Joe came in unexpectedly and caught me sitting on his
bed, reading his magazines. I was embarrassed beyond words, and wanted to
die! I could feel myself blush from head to toe, and Joe tried to console
me, telling me not to be ashamed. We began to talk, and he asked me a lot
of questions about my attitude towards sex, and even my experiences. I had
never talked to anyone about sex, and I just opened up, for the first time
in my life.

Busty Asian screwed in big city

Born and raised on a farm in a small West Virginia town, I certainly
was not prepared for the fantastic things that have happened to me in the
last year.
I was a virgin when I married Duane right out of high school. We were
everybody’s “perfect couple” – he played football, and I was a cheerleader.
Duane worked hard for a lot of years, and, last year, got the “big”
promotion and was transferred to Baltimore. We had to leave our little
town for the first time in our lives. It was very scary, but our minister
gave us an introduction letter to a church just outside of Baltimore, and
the people at our new church were the greatest – making us feel at home,
helping us settle in, etc.

As you can guess, I was the dumb little country girl in the big city
for the first time – I had never been exposed to all the sex and violence
and four-letter words in the “outside” world. Duane and I were about even
in the sex department, and I didn’t believe people could do the things to
each other that I have recently discovered they do.

A good spanking story

Boney asking Darius for a good Spanking March 24, 1997.

This story is being written today based on a few assumptions. Number

one assumption is that Boney is only writing one letter each week to me.

Another assumption I am making is that it has been agreed that we would try

our best to write two letters each week. We would be mailing them from the

closest easiest post-office because it does not matter how long it takes

for the letters to get here. If they are mailed regularly and with

punctuality they will arrive with regularity. Boney knows how much Darius

needs to see her writing and knows at least something of what was happening

in her life to keep his inpatients in check.

Boney and Darius had already had confrontations about this. Too many

times Darius had begged in his letters for this little favor. He told her

they did not have to be long letters. He told her they all didn’t have to

have a fantasy. He told her he just needed desperately to hear from her.

She had agreed and then reneged on this promise and even lied about it.

Darius Showing up in Manila just to correct this problem was a shocking and

happy surprise. The first day was wonderful. Meeting and going to the

Hotel. Eating together and making passionate love all night were great.

But there was just this problem to solve. Boney thought about it very

carefully. She knew that Darius had threatened to spank her over this very

thing. Also over her little white lies. She also knew that spanking

someone was a great sexual turn on for him. The more she thought about

this the more she decided that she could trust Darius enough for this.

When they were downstairs in the Hotel for Breakfast she said to him.

“Darius I have been bad and I deserve to be punished. I don’t want to be

hurt but I think it is important that we resolve this problem. I give you

my word and promise that I will write two letters a week to you and that I

will mail them two times a week. I also agree that I should be punished.

I know you will punish me with love. Darius I make you this promise and I

beg you to spank me so I will remember this promise.”

Darius’s eyes were gleaming at this but he didn’t say anything for a

long time. Boney could see that thoughts were streaking through his mind.

He was quiet for a long time. Just looking at her and drinking his coffee.

Finally he spoke.

“Boney I don’t think you understand what you are asking for

completely. So I am going to explain to you a little of what I expect and

what will happen so that you can rethink your decision. Sweetie. The lies

and the broken promises hurt me a lot. If I was going to spank you it

would be a real spanking. What I mean is that it would be a spanking like

you got when you were little. It would hurt. Once we started you couldn’t

change your mind and say no thanks now because it hurts too much. Boney if

I spanked you I would spank you until your bum was the same color red as on

the stripes of the air mail envelopes that I use. Boney it wouldn’t be a

good spanking unless you were crying and crying by the end of it. Boney

this spanking would not be make believe or pretend or only a fantasy. It

would be real. It would hurt you a lot. And yes I would probably make

love to you afterwards. But don’t think I would be making love to you just

because I got turned on by slapping your ass. I would be loving you

because I do. I would be spanking you because I love you too. If you

weren’t worth spanking, because I know you care and I know you love me,

then I wouldn’t bother at all. But I will tell you the rules I expect you

to follow if you want and get this spanking. Boney if I spank you then you

must promise to do exactly like I ask and not argue at all. I expect you

to cry. You will wear the clothes that I suggest and will not ask me to

stop. You may cry that you are sorry. You may tell me you love me. But

you cannot beg me to stop once I have begun. Boney. If you want this you

must realize that it will be a sever spanking. Probably the most sever

spanking you have ever gotten. You must agree to it fully. And you will

agree while it is happening. You cannot change your mind half way through.

I know I have just scared you with this but I want you to think about it.

Now we are going to Harrison Plaza to do some shopping this morning. I

don’t want to talk about it. You think about it. If you really want me to

spank you then ask me that question after we have finished lunch.”

Boney looked worried but thoughtful. They went down to Harrison and

Darius bought clothes for her. He also bought some shirts and things for

himself. The only strange thing was his insistence on buying a school

skirt for her. It looked like many of the skirts that school girls wore.

The only difference was that this skirt barely came to her knees. He also

bought white knee socks and some small white panties. He got a t-shirt in

white for her as well. She thought it was too small but he insisted it was

just right. Other that these little differences he was the same old

Darius. Loving and caring and making her laugh and teasing her all the

time. By the time they had got back to the hotel at lunch time she had

decided that she did want this spanking. Even if she did end up crying.

She knew Darius Loved her. She knew she hurt him when she told her little

white lies. She knew that he needed her letters and she was ashamed that

she had not given him what he needed so badly. She started to say

something when they got back to the room. But he stopped her and said only

after lunch. He took the school girl skirt the little white panties the

socks and the t-shirt out of the bags and laid them on the bed. The rest

of the bags he packed away in the corner. Then taking her hand in his he

brought her downstairs to the restaurant to eat.

Lunch was lovely. Darius ordered wine for both of them to drink. The

food was good and they laughed and joked about being apart so much. They

talked about family and Elsa the cow. How she thought his cartoons were

gross. Way too Graphic for her tastes. They laughed about the cartoon

with the girl sitting with the huge cock and complaining of the pain.

After last night she knew that she wouldn’t have this problem anymore.

They had even fallen asleep with his cock still inside her. Lunch was

beautiful and so much fun. And Boney was scared and nervous anyway.

Darius had ordered his after dinner coffee and said. “You had something

you wanted to say?”

Boney had thought about it and rehearsed it to herself. This morning

she had said. “Darius I have been bad and I deserve to be punished. I

don’t want to be hurt but I think it is important that we resolve this

problem. I give you my word and promise that I will write two letters a

week to you and that I will mail them two times a week. I also agree that

I should be punished. I know you will punish me with love. Darius I make

you this promise and I beg you to spank me so I will remember this

promise.” Now what would she say? She did want to do this. “Darius. I

love you and I know you love me. I was bad and deserve a bad spanking.

Darius would you spank me, please.”

“Okay Sweetie if that’s the way you want it. I will let you get out

of it until you get the first slap but after that you have to get all of

it. No backing out.”

Boney just nodded. She knew that she was going to get the whole thing

and it would hurt a lot but she wanted to make up for the hurt she had

given to him.

“Boney I am going to sit here and drink a couple of cups of coffee and

I want you to go up to our room. Take all your clothes off and have a good

shower. Fix up your hair into a pony tail. Make it up high on your head

not down at your neck. Then I want you to dress in the clothes I bought

for you this morning. No Bra under the t-shirt sweetie. White socks but

no shoes. It’s almost 2 right now. I will come up at 2:30. When I get to

the room you will be all dressed and kneeling in the middle of the floor.

You will be waiting for me. I don’t want you to speak too much. Just do

exactly what I say and when I say it. I want you to remember all through

this afternoon that I love you. I love you a lot or I would not go to all

this trouble. When you do talk to me upstairs then you will call me Sir as

if I was a teacher, that was scolding you and spanking you. Now go

Sweetie. I will see you in a half an hour.”

It was a scary half hour for Boney. She stripped and hopped into the

shower right away. When she got out she quickly blew her hair dry and then

started to get dressed. God what was happening to her. She was getting

excited just like when she read one of Darius’s stories. Her mouth was dry

from fear but her pussy was wet thinking of what was to come. She put on

the panties and found that they were quite small. The were high risers.

Cut high on the sides. She was covered well in the front but half of each

cheek of her bum stood outside the panties. She though she understood why

he had bought these. She hurried and put on her socks and then the T-

shirt. It was too small. It was like a tight band around her chest. Her

nipples where hard little rocks that pressed against the shirt and stood

out. Darius would see them as soon as he came in the room. That was good.

She was glad Darius would be able to see her excitement. She hurried into

the skirt tucking in what was left of the T-shirt. There was only a minute

or two left. She knelt down on the floor. Where could she put her hands.

She wanted to touch her nipples. She wanted to rub her pussy. She

couldn’t do these things. She was worried. He said he wanted her bottom

very red. How many spanks would he give her. 5, 10, 20, 50, maybe even

100. Oh no! Her mouth got dryer and her pussy got wetter just thinking of

this. The door started to open. Quickly she put her hands behind her back

clenching them together. Now he was with her. What Would happen next.

Now where were we? Oh Ya! Boney is on Her knees and horny and scared

at the same time and Darius is just coming into the room.

Darius walked in and sat in front of Boney on the end of the bed. He

just looked at her for a little while. Boney fidgeted. “I know you are

excited right now because I can see your nipples. But you won’t always be

excited. Especially when the spanks get harder.”

“Are you sure you want to go through with this. There’s only a little

time left for you to back out. Do you want to back out?”

Boney remember exactly what he had said down stairs. “No Sir”

“Good then stand up.”

“Now Boney I want you to reach down and lift up your skirt and bunch

it around your waist.”

Boney stood slowly. She bunched up her skirt. She felt embarrassed

like a little school girl. This was her husband who had seen her in much

less. This was her husband who had touched her everywhere and seen here

everywhere but still she was embarrassed. But she was still hot and scared

at the same time.

“Now turn around.”

Boney turned slowly. “Stop.” She was facing away from him. Darius

was looking at her bum. “Continue.” Boney continued to turn. When she

was again facing him. He said. “Come over here now and get across my

knee.” Boney moved over towards him. She loved him and this shone through

her eyes. His loving and caring were in his eyes as well — overshadowed

somewhat by a sternness of character. She draped herself across his knee.

His hand was already caressing her bum. A warm presence next to her skin

that had gotten cold as soon as she assumed this position. His fingers

were sliding along the edges of her panties. She was becoming even more

aroused. She could feel his dick pressing against her stomach. She was

almost comfortable. Her hands had reached to the floor as she no longer

had to hold up her skirt. She felt vulnerable but aroused. Scared but

excited too.

Darius’s hands continued to touch her softly. “Boney my sweetie this

will be your last chance to back out. But before you make your decision I

want you to know. Your spanking will be in three parts. This first part

is just a warm up. Then you will stand in front of me and remove your

skirt and panties and show your bum to me. Then you will come over my knee

again with your naked bum and then the hard spanking will begin. That will

be much harder. I haven’t decided how many yet but when you are crying

hard enough and your bum is red enough I will stop again. Then you will be

asked to stand again and take off the rest of your clothes. Then Boney my

sweetie I will ask you to kneel on the end of the bed here. I will ask you

to spread your knees very, very wide. Then I will push your face and chest

down to the bed. You will be very revealed. Your pussy will be expose and

your bumhole and by then the flaming red cheeks of your bum. Then you will

receive the last spanks you will get. I will tell you how many then. You

will be asked to count those ones as I give them to you. They will be the

hardest ones you get and will hurt you the most. But then it will be

finished. But Boney you have to remember you are in a hotel room and you

can’t scream. You will have to stop your self from doing this. Boney

don’t scream because if you do and someone comes to the door to find out

what is happening You will have to go to the door just as you are and

explain it to them. So if you scream when you are naked you will have to

explain at the door naked.”

Through all this explanation Darius’s hand had continued rubbing her

bottom softly. His fingers trailing along her panty edges. Even sliding

down between her thighs and teasing close to her pussy and bum. Making her

hotter and hotter. The talk was scaring her half to death but the hands

were making her hotter.

“Last chance Boney, Think for a minute then tell me wether you want me

to continue?”

Boney didn’t know what to do? She was hot. She was scared. She

loved Darius and knew he loved her. She knew she hurt and upset him. She

had meant to send the letters. But she was taking so long to write them.

She should have pushed herself to write faster. She also knew that if she

didn’t got through with this she would always wonder. She would always

think what if? Could she take the pain. She knew there would be pain.

She knew it would be given with love but at the same time there was that

sternness of character shadow that had been in Darius’s eyes. She knew

that he would really spank her. She knew that when he spoke of making her

bum red he meant it.

“Yes Sir — Darius please continue I know I deserve this and I

want this. If I stop I will never know will I.”

“Okay remember once the first spank hits there will be no turning

back. If you don’t co-operate then spanks will be added. Your going to

get a lot anyway and you don’t want to get anymore than you already have in

store for you. Are you ready?”

“Yes Sir — Just start please.”

His hands pulled at her panties suddenly. Surprising her. He tugged

them up sharply. Pulling and putting pressure on her pussy. Then the

hands left her bottom. His left hand dropped to her waist holding her

close to him. She could feel his excitement growing. His penis was

hardening under her. Then Spat! Oh! That didn’t hurt at all. Just a

really light sting. Spat! Spat! Spat! Spat! None of these really hurt.

Just a sharp tingling sensation. She had slapped herself harder killing

mosquito’s. Spat! Spat! Spat! Spat! Spat! He had cover most of her bum now

with these gentle taps. Spat! Spat! Spat! Spat! Spat! Spat! He was working

around the edges or her bum now. It wasn’t hurting yet but she could feel

it getting hotter. Spat! Spat! Spat! Spat! That was the bottom of her bum

just where her thighs met. Spat! Spat! Spat! Spat! Spat! Spat! Spat! Spat!

Spat! Spat! He’d covered her bum again. It was getting hotter now. His

hand was rubbing her gently now. Around and around and over both of her

glorious globes. Had he finished this part. She still didn’t feel like

crying. His rubbing was making her hotter again. His hand roamed all of

her even dipping between her legs to gently caress the lips of her pussy

and then back up brushing lightly over her bottom hole and back to her

thighs. How many had that been? Was he finished. His hand stopped

rubbing she shivered waiting for the renewed penance. Smack! Oh! She

moaned. That was harder. Smack! Smack! There was more of a sting to these.

Smack! Smack! These hurt. Not a lot but they did hurt. She groaned.

Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! She moaned again. He gave her a small

respite. The heat was building and so was Darius’s erection. She could

feel it under her tummy as she began to wiggle. Smack! Smack! Smack!

Smack! Oh! She moaned again. Smack! Smack! Smack! AAAAH! Smack! Smack!

Smack! The tears were starting to come to her eyes now. Again he was

stroking her bum. Rubbing and caressing and spreading and feeling the

heat. Was he finished. This was hurting now. No his hand had left her

bottom again. Smack! Smack! Ouch! Right on the bottom of her bottom. Just

where her bum met her thighs. One on each Thigh. Smack! Smack! Smack!

Smack! Ouch! AAAAAH! OH! This was hurting a lot now. He was landing the

blows in the same spot now. Smack! Smack! OUUUUUH! Please Darius.

Smack! Smack! He had stopped. Again he was rubbing her bottom. OH! She was

worried now. Her bottom was starting to get sore. He said the next part

would be even worse. Is he finished this part? His hands were driving her

crazy. Sliding along her warms bottom. Feeling her heat. Her bum was

only a very light pink under his gaze. His hand rubbed down between her

cheeks. Caressed the tight puckered ring of her butt and slid down to cup

and hold her pussy. Putting pressure where it was needed. She felt good

and was still excited. What? What? Had he said? Tears were dripping from

her eyes. She was not sniffling yet. He was speaking.

“Boney it’s time.”

Time for what she wondered? She didn’t want to move away from that

skillful hand that was making her want to cum.

“Boney it’s time to get up and take off your skirt and panties.” His

hand pulled away from her bottom. She pushed back against what she wanted

there but it was not there. She slide of his legs to kneel at his feet.

“Come on Boney! It’s time for you to take off your skirt and panties.

Come on sweetie stand up here in front of me and take them off.”

Boney stood slowly. She felt a little wobbly and her bottom felt a

little warm and swollen. But she moved in front of Darius. She undid her

skirt and let it fall to the floor. Just the panties to go. Why did she

feel so embarrassed in front of her husband. She could feel the material

of her panties pressing against her mound. She had shaved carefully when

she had come up for her shower. There was hair at the top of her mound but

the rest was bare. She put her thumbs into the waistband and pushed them

down. She looked at Darius. The twinkle was still in his eye. The

sternness was still there as well. She could see his eyes devouring very

inch of her. Looking at her breasts. Looking at her pussy. She could

feel the heat of his gaze.

“Turn around sweetie. I want to see your bum.” Boney complied and

even pushed her bum out towards him a little. Her bum was a uniform light

pink color. From the top to the point where it reached her thighs. The

sides too were pink. Just slightly colored. She could feel his gaze

lingering on her. He got up and went into the bathroom. She could hear the

water running. She didn’t know what he was doing so she just stood there.

He came back into the room and she could see he had the ice bucket with

water and a face cloth in it. He had tissues in his other hand. He put

the bucket down and came over to her with the tissues and let her wipe her

eyes. His hands were cold. He must have had them in the cold water.

Again he went around behind her. She could hear him moving around.

“Come here now my love. It’s time for part two.” As she turned she

could see he had undressed himself. His shirt was off and so were his

trousers. He sat on the edge of the bed again wearing just his boxer

shorts. She could see the bulge of his manhood. Again she draped herself

across his knees. She could feel his heat now. Her bum felt hot but his

skin felt on fire. His erection pressed into her abdomen like a log. He

was speaking again.

“Boney this will be much, much harder now so remember don’t scream.

Are you ready?”

She thought about it for a few seconds. Was she really ready. It’s

too late to back out now. Surely these blows wouldn’t hurt that much more.

She had done well up till now. His hand was again rubbing her bottom.

Plundering the treasure between her legs. Making her hot again. I guess I

am as ready if I am ever going to be ready. Why talk about screaming? Was

it going to hurt that much? Well there was only one way to find out.

“I’m ready.” His hand continued to rub her ass. Tantalizing and

teasing. Grazing her pussy when what she really wanted was for him to grab

it. He kept it up for quite a long while. She was getting more and more

excited. But he would not let her climb the mountain. He just excited her

enough to make her want to be more excited. Then he stopped. His hand

moved from her bottom.

“Ready?” She only nodded. Craaack! He had hit her just after she had

exhaled. Oh! Oh! My Goodness. His hands was like wood. She knew he had

strong hands but this was ridiculous. Damn that hurt. If the first spank

was like a mosquito slap then this was like a dog bite. A huge vicious

dog. Her right bottom cheek ached. She would be screaming if only she

could get her breath. Finally she caught her breath. “Darius Please,

Please Darius.” She said and just as she finished and went to inhale

again. Craaack! Oh my God. Her left cheek this time. Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuh!

Ouuuuuuuuuuuh! “Please Darius. I’ll be good Darius. I promise

Darius.” Again she had finally gotten her breath and she had pleaded with

him and just as she ran out of breath. Craaack! Craaack!

Twooooooooooooo! One to each cheek. Right on top of the first ones. Her

ass was on fire. Her hands speed behind her and tried to cover her bottom.

Oh god how could he do this to her. The pain was tremendous and this was

only the beginning. How many spanks had he given her in part 1? She

didn’t know. How many did he expect her to take in this part. There were

tears in her eyes now. She was crying already. Not just tears. Sobs.

His hand was rubbing her the top of her legs now. Dipping and teasing her

pussy and she wanted nothing to do with that. Her excitement was gone.

She closed her legs and waited. He waited as well. Gently caressing the

back of her thighs. He gave her a while. He let her regain her composure.

Time he gave her. Time for the heat of those first blows to sink into

her. He was just using his hand. But he struck her as if it was wood.

The pain was unbelievable. Please God don’t let him hit me too much more.

He moved to imprisoned her hands which had been clutching at the hot spots

on her cheeks. He folded them together and held them into the small of her


“Tell me when you’re ready. I’m only going to give you half as many

as the warm-up spank.” God half as many and ten times as hard added up to

a lot of pain. How many spanks had he given her in the first set. It was

a lot but it hadn’t really seemed like all that many at the time. Was it

twenty? No! No! It was more than that. Forty? Yes! Yes it must have been

forty. No! It could have been more than that. Half of forty was twenty.

He had given her four already. Could she take 16 more like that. That was

a lot. It could have been more than forty. If it was fifty that would

mean 21 more to go. Oh! No!

“Darius! Please. It hurts Darius. I know I deserve it but it hurts

so much Darius.” She sobbed. Darius did nothing just waited for her. She

sobbed and sobbed. She tried to struggle a little just to see but his arms

were like steel holding her in place. There was no excitement in her now.

Just pain. Why wouldn’t he let her go. He wasn’t spanking her why not let

her go?

“Tell me when you’re ready.” I’ll never be ready for more of this.

She thought but he just continued to hold her. Why? Why? She was

wracking her brain trying to think of the reason. What reason could he

have. Then she knew. The bargain. Her Bargain with him. Once started no

stop. A promise made. A promise to keep. That was why she was here. She

promised the letters and didn’t follow through. She promised and she lied.

Well he had tricked her! —– —- — ——– —— No! He hadn’t

tricked her. He told her everything. Even before he started he told her

everything except the numbers. God her bum hurt. He told her this part

was going to hurt a lot more. And boy did it hurt a lot more. I promised

him. But I didn’t understand what I was promising. But he gave me lots of

chances to back out and I said NO.

“Tell me when you’re ready.” I’ll never be ready for this. Oh! Why

did I agree to this. I don’t like this. I should have known better than

to trust him this much. Tell you when I’m ready? I’ll never be ready.

But it was a bargain. A bargain that he gave her every opportunity to back

out of. A bargain that she didn’t think about all that much. Her thoughts

whirled around in her head. One way and then the other. She must have

hung over his lap for five minutes trying to decide what to do. He knew

she was thinking. She tried wriggling away again. Mr. Steel back there.

What there was something missing. She wriggled again not trying to get

away just trying to see what was different. She knew now. No hard on. It

was gone. Just a little flaccid Penis. Just a little worm against her

tummy now. No more raging hard on. Why was it gone. I thought he was

enjoying this. No Bargain. The bargain. What Bargain. Where to go. I

guess it boils down to keeping my word. But how can I keep my word when it

hurts so much. I have to. The thoughts went round and round. Finally her

breathing was back. Her sobs had almost stopped. Her tears still flowed

and she heard him.

“Tell Me when you’re ready?” Was she ready. She had to be ready. It

was a bargain she made. She nodded her head. How many more.

“I won’t be helping you this time. Make sure you don’t scream. Bite

your teeth together hard so you don’t scream.”

She shook her head. She was as ready as she would ever be. Craaack!

Grunt. Oh! My that hurt. If anything even more than the first ones. At

least he had hit a new spot. Craaack! Again the other cheek but the same

new spot just a little lower than the last set. God it was hard not to

scream. Her breath exploded from her chest. It was almost a scream. His

hand left her ass. Get ready again she thought. Craaack! Breath grunting

out and Craaack! Grunt again half way. Tears were making a spot on the

rug in the room. Her nose was running. Craaack! Craaack! She arched up

almost right off his lap. Those two blows close together right near the

bottom of her bum right where the thighs met. Right where the skin was

most tender. Ragged sobs from her right now. Her bum felt like flames.

Why? Again that thought. Why? Craaack! Craaack! And a loud cry from

her. She wasn’t ready again. Again she tried to wriggle free. Still no

warmth from him to meet her tummy. That’s alright I’m not excited he

shouldn’t be either. Again he was speaking. She was shaking now. Crying

uncontrollably. Again his hand was rubbing gently across her flesh. The

newly hurt flesh. The hot steaming flesh. What was he saying.

“Tell me when you’re ready.” Her mind was in turmoil. She could

never be ready for something like this. How many spanks had he given her.

How many more would he give her. Her brain whirled around and around. The

pain. The promise. The hurt. The bargain. Finally she settled down


“Tell me when you’re ready.” Was she ready. She could never be

ready. It hurt too much to be ready. He was killing her. But it was her


“It hurts too much Darius. I love you Darius. Don’t do this to me!”

She sobbed out to him.

“I love you too sweet pea. ———- Tell me when you’re ready.”

Would she ever be ready. If he loved her he wouldn’t continue with this.

But maybe he would if it was a lesson that really could be learned.

Thoughts still a whirl. Her breath coming back. Her sobs slowing down.

“Tell me when you’re ready.”

She nodded. She could only nod. It was her decision. His hand

lifted. She bite down hard so she didn’t scream. Craaack! Craaack! A

sobbing breath. Groans and moans and then the hand lifted again. Craaack!

Craaack! OoooooooooooooooooooH! How many more. The hand lifting. Bite

down hard. Craaack! Craaack! One sobbing breath and then Craaack!

Craaack! . His hand resting on her ass. If felt boiled. Was it over.

His hand just gently rubbing her cheeks. This was painful too. It gentled

her but at the same time caused her fried nerve endings to squeal again.

“Please Darius. How many more Darius? It hurts so much Darius. I

love you Darius but this hurts too much Darius.” Her cries were sobbed out

to his ears.

“Just ten more sweet pea. I love you Boney. I love you so much.

Tell me when you’re ready.” Ten more. He couldn’t mean it. Ten more.

God the pain. He hit so hard. How could he say he loved her. She wiggled

again. She twisted herself around to look up at him and was shocked. She

faced down again. He was beating her ass as hard as he could and he had

tears in his eyes. What the hell was going on. Her sobbing and hurting

were making her incoherent. She twisted herself around again. Yes there

was a tear running down his cheek and his eyes were all watery. She was

having trouble thinking. What was she thinking. The bargain. The

promise. She made the bargain. He kept his promise. Did promises involve

this kind of pain. Why was he crying. I’m ready. I’m ready as I will

ever be for this torment. Ten more he said. I can take Ten more.

“Tell me when you’re ready.”

“Ready.” She croaked out around sobs and tears and moans of pain.

The hand lifted. She Bite down. Craaack! Craaack! Two blows eight left.

He must have cover all of her bum by now. Her whole ass felt like it was

on fire. Again the hand lifted. Craaack! Craaack! Cries and moans and

groans and grunts. No more modesty she didn’t care. His hands caressed

her again. Sliding gently over her burning globes. Sliding down between

her legs. Touching her pussy. Rubbing her clit. There’s six left come on

finish there are still six more. But moistness was coming back to her

pussy. Her bum was so hot that it was making her pussy hot too. The hand

lifting off. Bite down hard. Craaack! Craaack! Ooooooooooooooh! Right

at the bottom of the bum cheek just were the thigh met. This was the most

tender spot. Rubbing again. Caressing again. Stimulating her. Transfer

heat. Oh! What was he doing. He wasn’t getting hard again. She could

feel him still and he was still the little worm. Why was he getting her so

hot and not getting hot himself. His fingers caressing her clit. Making

that small tiny part of her throb like the heat coming from her ass. The

hand was lifting. Bite down. Craaack! Craaack! Two quick ones. Sobs

become louder and louder. The same spot again and again the caresses.

Again she was excited. Why was she excited? Why was he crying? The heat.

It was the heat from her bottom that was doing that to her. His fingers

were driving her crazy now. Was he finished yet? He said ten more how

many had it been. Was it ten or was it six. She couldn’t think but at the

same time couldn’t get the picture out of her mind of the tears running

down his face. He had stopped again his hand had lifted again. Bite down

hard. Bite down hard. What was happening. What’s he waiting for.

Craaack! Craaack! Shriek. The same spot again. Right at the

bottom of her ass. Half ass — half thigh. So close to her pussy. She

could feel the heat radiating to her pussy. His hand was back at work

again. Sliding between her legs. Sliding between her lips. Touching,

caressing, rubbing, probing and stimulating her clit. She was starting to

climb the mountain. She didn’t want to climb the mountain. She hurt to

much to climb the mountain. Was it over. Was it. She wasn’t climbing

any higher then. She wriggled and tried to move and slid right off his

lap. He helped her to stand up. Then he was removing her t-shirt. There

were tears streaming down his face. I must be mistaken. They’re my tears

and I just see them on his face because they are clouding my eyes. He

turned her again. Pushed her forward and she was on the bed. He helped

her kneel. He didn’t have to push her head and chest down they were

already there. Weeping into the covers of the bed. What was he doing her

ass was on fire. She was imagining her tears on his face. And he was

making her kneel on the bed. He left her momentarily and suddenly her ass

was frozen. He had reached down and gotten the face cloth. Draped the

cold cloth over her blazing bum. Oh! Goodness that was shocking but it

felt so good but not for long. Soon he removed that cloth only to replace

it with another. He was cooling her off. Helping to relieve the sting.

No It wasn’t a sting is was a blazing wildfire and he was helping to put it

out. He dropped a box of tissues beside her on the bed. She used them to

wipe her nose and help to dry her eyes for a second. She was still sobbing

but at the same time she took the opportunity to look back at him as he

worked at her bottom. Cooling the heat. Those were his tears. They were

still pouring down his cheeks. She was beginning to understand. Then he

stopped what he was doing. He went over to one of the shopping bags and

came back to her. He urged her to move. He spread her legs apart. She

felt obscenely on display. Her knees were so far apart that her crotch was

aching already. This must be the third part. Could he see through his

tears to spank her. He took a tissue for himself and wiped at his eyes.

They he picked up the ruler that he had laid on the bed. She was shocked

to see this but understood at the same time. She could see him lining up

beside her.

“Ask me when you’re ready for the first one. There will be only ten.”

She looked back at him. Tears were still streaming from his eyes. There

was no erection she could see. And she could see everything. His penis

was hanging through the slot in the front of his boxer shorts. She took

some breaths. She turned back to the front. She knew this was going to be

the worst. This was going to hurt even more than the second part. She

clutched some of the blanket in front of her. “Please I’m ready. Please

give me the first one.” Then she bit down on the blanket in front of her.

Swissh! —– Plaaaaaaaaat! Liquid fire flared across the cheeks of

her ass. The ruler had hit. There must be welts. Her groans were

tremendous. Her pain stupendous. But soon there were lips kissing that

line of fire. It hurt so much but a tongue was laving it. And when it

finished laving the line of fire it slid down and laved her bum crease and

slide down to her pussy. That tongue licked a slithered over her clit.

Boney got her breath back and turned to look. She could not see Darius.

His face was buried between her legs. His tongue bringing her to

mountainous heights. “Please I’m ready. Please give me the second one.”

His face came up from between her thighs. The tears were still streaming

down his face. They were both crying now. She turned again and bite into

the blanket. Swissh! —– Plaaaaaaaaat! Again the same results. A

hissing burning line of liquid fire cooled by nibbling lips and caressing


“Please I’m ready. Give me the Third.” Swissh! —– Plaaaaaaaaat!

Cooling lips. Rain of hot tears. Caressing tongue.

“Please I’m ready. Give me the fourth.” Swissh! —– Plaaaaaaaaat!

Cooling lips. Rain of hot tears. Caressing tongue.

“Please I’m ready. Give me the fifth.” Swissh! —– Plaaaaaaaaat!

Cooling lips. Rain of hot tears. Caressing tongue.

“Please I’m ready. Give me the Sixth.” Swissh! —– Plaaaaaaaaat!

Cooling lips. Rain of hot tears. Caressing tongue.

“Please I’m ready. Give me the Seventh.” Swissh! —– Plaaaaaaaaat!

Cooling lips. Rain of hot tears. Caressing tongue. As he caressed her she

climbed the mountain. These blows were the worst and the best. She

finally understood everything. As she moved and moaned and got ready for

her next request. Darius stood readying himself she could see that her

beautiful flower was having an effect on him. He was getting hard again.

“Please I’m ready. Give me the Eighth.” Swissh! —– Plaaaaaaaaat!

Cooling lips. Rain of hot tears. Caressing tongue. Even harder cock. Her

cock. The tears were still there but her tears were still there too.

“Please I’m ready. Give me the Ninth.” Swissh! —– Plaaaaaaaaat!

Cooling lips. Rain of hot tears. Caressing tongue. Hard hot looking

cock. Her hot looking cock. Her lover her husband sharing this pain with

her. Her husband her cock his tongue making her climb the mountain despite

the pain.

“Please I’m ready. Give me the Last Swissh! —– Plaaaaaaaaat!

Cooling lips. Rain of hot tears. Caressing tongue. Heat. Pain. Caring.

Sharing. Loving. Excitement. She turned to look back. It took longer

this time. The pain from the last blow had been ferocious hitting at just

the bottom of her ass. She hurt so much. But he had made her so excited.

His tongue and lips had helped but the tears were what really got him hot.

She was glad she had agreed to this. God it hurt but it felt so good too.

Not between her legs. That felt nice. But in her hearts. She had two

hearts now. She new she had two hearts. She saw her two hearts in action.

Her soft heart and her hard heart. The heart that shared her pain but

gave her the lessons that she needed. The heart that cared enough to teach

her the only way she would ever learn a lesson this well. Tears still

welled up from her eyes. Not pain now. Love. But sometimes love hurts


“Please I’m ready. Give me my cock now.” Darius’s head lifted up from it’s

work between her legs. She was hot and wet and on the verge of coming.

His cock stood at attention between his legs.

“Are you sure?”

“Yes” she said and watched as he dropped his boxers and stood in all

his glory before her. “Please I’m ready. Give me my cock now.” He moved

behind her and she could feel the heat of his cock as he split her lips.

She could feel his hardness as he slid slowly into her. She could feel him

hesitate before pressing up against her ruby red and welted ass. She

sighed and pushed herself back against him. The pain and pleasure flowed

together and instantly they both jumped to the top of the mountain. The

orgasms were shattering. This wasn’t the end for them but only the

beginning. This was understanding and closeness more than anything that

had ever happened before.

The End or The BEGINNING