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My sweet spanking



My god, from the moment I woke up this morning I was excited. A little closer to when I go play with a person who is going to share some fery first moments with me. My first attempt at a spankings session and also for being fully restrained.

Again I am looking at all the things I have put aside to take with me. I just don’t know what I should wear. I will take the boots with my but I am sure it is going to be the high heels. (God I wish I had the time to get used to walking in them again.)

Recidivist123 has told me to wear what makes me most comfortable... so I have the main lingerie I like to wear, though I do know that it probably won’t be on for long... Finally its 11am, I can go in for a shower now as I head off at about 12... Showered as instructed, fully shaved, lightly perfumed, hair and basic makeup done... I am wearing my favourite g string as it is like me at times... brazen and slutty. Bright red with a little black lase edge bra and panty set.

I’m leaving home… god I am so nervous but excited. My car looks like I am going on a holiday not a playdate. Arriving at the arranged meeting place I am early as normal and have a quick look around. We are meeting in the middle of town so you can show me the way to your Faktorie (shed)... When you arrive you offer me coffee at the café but I tell you “No, let’s just go play”. Heading to where the Faktorie is, I see that it is in the industrial part of town… a whole heap of sheds together. There are other people working in the ones adjoining yours and my first thought is I hope they don’t hear us.

Walking inside after you help me grab my stuff, laughing about the thought of how much I brought with me, Looking around I see that it is as you would expect a shed to look… Although it is cleaner and the smell of incense is in the air. . We are walking towards the back of the Faktorie to where the play area is so that I can see the surrounds to feel safer, we laugh and joke about the different things you do in here. You take me over and show me upstairs to where I can change… that nervous feeling is back with me again. But I am also so excited that we are actually doing this… you help me to take the stuff upstairs and tell me that whilst I change you will prepare the play area.

Laying out clothes all along the benchtop I keep wondering why I brought so much with me. I peek through the upstairs window and see that you are lighting candles all over the place. Instead of an everyday shed area suddenly it has atmosphere and an ambience you wo7uld not expect in a shed. A glow sets the mood. Some sections have one candle sitting on a shelf or bench and others are grouped in bunches... my first thought is “Oh my god this is so romantic’

I finished dressing and put on my highest heels… (It was the scenario you painted that made me choose what to wear. As I start to make my way down the stairs you hear me and come to meet me. “Stunning, absolutely stunning “I hear you say as I am coming down. All you would see would be the open toes 6 inch heels, the calf muscles in my legs and the hem of my baby doll nightie.

You hold out your hand to take mine as I reach the bottom... your look heightens the sensuality I am feeling. You lead me through towards the play area. Stopping half way down you walk around me. You’re telling me how beautiful you are finding me. Your hand on the small of my back you tell me to turn around. It’s a little darker over here and the glow coming from the candles would be reflecting. Your hands are touching my skin, my arse, and my legs. God I feel more stunningly sexy than I have in a long time. You come back up and finish leading me, hand held high to our setting.

‘M’ puts me besides the pallet racking that holds our play station. And again starts to touch me. Getting to know my curves and giving me the chance to get used to a part of his touch... one hand on my abdomen and one on the back of my shoulders he slightly pushes me over... telling me to “Lean forward.’
I clasp the racks and bend over... allowing the feel of his hands. He rubs my arse in circles and tells me he is going to spank me. Slap, and rubs it. Slap, and rubs it... Then he slaps it a couple of times on each side. There is a sting I am unaccustomed to but hell it’s a hot sensation. I knew I was going to like this. A couple more times he slaps my arse then tells me. “Three more” Slap, Slap. Slap. He helps me to stand back upright and asks if I am ok… he takes this moment to make me repeat our safe word to make sure that it stands...

Straight away I am so excited... he removes my baby doll nightie so that I am exposed for him, standing there in just my high heels and my g string panties. He tells me that I can go make him a coffee. Whilst making the coffee he tells me that he is going to tape my breasts. (I have never had them taped or restrained before so I am all for a new experience. He grabs some red and some green tape as he is setting up a joke with a friend… something about boating but I have no idea… he wraps one in red tape. Around and around he goes. It makes them stand more upright. Looks and feels a little weird. Then he does the same with the other one with green tape... such a different sensation.

‘M’ leads me back out to the play area and tell me to sit down. I do as I am told and he grabs a set of bright shiny red ankle cuffs and kneels at my feet to strap them on me. How can something that is meant to restrain you look so sexy when on your ankles? I ask permission to take a picture. My mind can see what could maybe be captured so I take a chance and yep… it worked... I have a picture of a six inch stilettoed foot with an ankle cuff on. You can see the candles lit beyond the heels and casting a glow and reflections. “Absolutely gorgeous pic”.

‘M’ leads me over and gets me to stand beneath the chain pulley that is normally used to remove motors. He attaches a spreader bar to my ankle cuffs and with wrist restraints in place attaches me to a top bar as well. Listening as he pulls the chains to raise my arms. The pulley alone is a horny thought as I know it is normally used for normal things but today it’s a play prop. Not only can I not put my feet together but I can’t use my hands either.

I am helpless... This is where the trust comes into it. At this moment anything could happen but ‘M’is still reassuring me the whole way. He helps me to turn around so that my arse is facing him. He rubs his hand across my arse and tells me he is going to spank me more… Slap. Slap. Slap. Again and again his hand stings. The more it hurts the more I find it really erotic. An again I here “And, three more”
My arse is really going bright pink he tells me and takes a couple of pics for later viewing. He walks to the table where he has everything lined up and picks up his whip… a red and black braided handle with 47 strands of leather. He tells me how it has come from Pakistan as they make some great things. He slaps my arse.
I don’t know what I was expecting but I really thought it should hurt so much more. I tell him how to me his bare hand hurt so much more. Interesting he says. “That’s great to know” and proceeds to slap me harder. Mm mm now that’s ore what I expect a whip to feel like. A sudden stings and then the tickle. Whack, Whack, Whack hi is using it on my arse alternating sides.

Now and then I feel it cut into me a little more just about where the back of my thigh touches my arse cheeks. I even actually felt a couple of the strands hit the base of my pussy. “And three more” I hear again. Whack, Whack. Whack. He places the whip down and rubs my backside. Loving the warmth of where his hand had been slapping me. He undoes the spreader bar at my ankles leaving the cuffs themselves on though and removes the wrist harness. Leading me to sit on the chair, giving me time to catch my breath. I am thinking how He has such a caring attitude for someone that is into dishing out spankings.

We are talking about how I feel after what we have done and ‘M’ is making sure that I am ok to continue. I tell him that I am fine and am looking forward to more. This next section is all about tie and tease... ‘M’ Strips naked for this too… now I am excited… this means I may get a little bit of cock.
He takes me to where he is going to lay me back on his swing seat. Raising one leg after another he attaches my ankles high on the chains holding the swing base. He walks to the table and grabs the bottle of wet stuff and one of his hand made dildos. ‘The Ghostbuster’. Coming and standing between my legs ‘M’ starts to tease my pussy with the toy... he is fucking my pussy and the other hand is reaching over near my shoulder for the ‘Hitachi magic wand’ funny how I had not even seen it there. He turns it on and teases my clit, the whole time still fucking me with the dildo.

My legs are thrashing and my pussy muscles are starting to react. Quivering, my legs trying to close but they can’t. My moans are getting louder and louder. I know they may be using power tools in the sheds nearby but the way I am orgasm is pulsing through my body and I’m screaming out for more... wanting the sweet torture to stop but praying it doesn’t.

My hands are gripping the chains beside my shoulders and thinking of w away to get my legs to close. To stop this sweet torture from making me make a mess of myself. Too late, body writhing in ecstasy I am gushing my ejaculation all over ‘M’s ‘hands and the floor beneath us screaming at the pleasure he is giving me..
He allows me time to settle... talking soothingly as I relax. Telling me how much he is enjoying my responses, the way my body moves with what I enjoy. He walks to the table and gets a bigger toy... coming back to me he stands at my head and allows me to taste his pre-cum beading on his cock tip. Mm my mouth loves the feel of cock and he lets me suck him for a bit building his own excitement. He holds my head for a bit and feeds it deeper into my throat. Mm god it feels good in my mouth…

He moves back around between my legs and instantly starts teasing my pussy with the bigger toy. He grabs the wand, wanting to see if again I will squirt over him… so quickly my orgasm builds and just about has me begging him. He is telling me how the pussy muscles are trying to push the toy out and how he will not allow it… the wand tormenting, vibrating so strong I want to snap my legs shut.

More and more he is moving it… the vibrations are driving me wild and my hips are writhing… arching upwards. I am unsure if it is to try to get away or to try to get more of what “M” is doping… again and again I am gushing, finally he allows me to stop... my mind is in overdrive… it feels like its scattered everywhere but nowhere… my breathing is so rapid and the muscles even in my neck are screaming out at me…

‘M’ waits for me to calm and as he releases my legs he makes me take my time getting back up to sitting position as I have to get the feeling back into my ankles after being restrained. He brings me over a towel and helps me to get cleaned up... we sit and chat for a bit about what had happened and if I liked it...

My god, did I like it…? Did he not see my reactions just before...? Of cos I loved it! He helps me to get organised and we walk out to my car. He offers to lead me back to where we met but I assure him the GPS will find it… he kisses me and thanks me for an amazing afternoon and we part ways…

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