I came home from work to find the house not cleaned, along with the errands not done. You had taken a few days off from work. Today was the day you said you would clean house, etc. The previous few days you slept late, played on your phone, and was generally lazy and enjoyed some well-earned time off.
Why didn’t you take are of the things you said you would? What did you do all day?I’m sorry, I really should have, I was lazy…Go take a shower, then meet me in the bedroom, you are going to be punished. I watch you strip down and walk to the bathroom, thinking to myself how much I love our switch relationship. I know how much you love being dominated, and I love fulfilling that need. And at the same time, I love being subservient to you, and I love the fact that you like to take control over me.As you are showering you think to yourself, what is he going to do to me tonight? Will he spank me, tie me up, make me serve him? You think how lucky that it’s your turn to release power, your turn to give in, your turn to enjoy the intense pain/pleasure of the evening…..As you walk out of the bathroom, I order you to stand in the corner and think about what you did, or rather didn’t do today. You quickly walk to your corner, naked, and stand with your nose almost touching the corner where the walls meet. Your hands behind your back. I watch you standing there. I think to myself how beautiful you are, and I think of how our evening is going to proceed.
After a little while I say, “go to the basement and wait for me. We have a finished basement which we use for entertaining and it also has a workout room complete with mirrors. I grab my duffle bag with our toys and walk downstairs. You are waiting for me, standing in the center of the workout area, legs slightly spread, fingers intertwined and hands resting on top of your head. I approach you and drop the duffle bag on a nearby table. Our eyes meet and I kiss you deeply. Then I ask you “do you know why you are being punished? Did your corner time help you understand what you did wrong?”. You answer, “yes sir, I am shouldn’t have wasted the day and been lazy when I told you I won’t. I am sorry. I need you to punish me, to help me remember”. We look into each other’s eyes again, we smile, with an understanding nod. The pretense of the punishment is just a silly game. The reality is, you love when I take control, you love allowing me to torment you, knowing we are fully in sync, knowing we can role play completely and totally because of our trust.I reach into the duffle bag and remove a blind fold. I gently but firmly tie it around your head. Then I remove a length of rope from the duffle bag. It has been measured and cut to the exact size. I find the center of the rope and drape it over your shoulders, the ends dangling over your breasts. Starting with your right breast, winding the rope around it, starting close to your chest, and making 5 tight loops outward toward your nipple. On the last loop I wrap the rope end under and pull it tight. Next, I tie the left one in the same manner. I love your breasts, I love seeing them tied tightly. Your nipples harden. Your head leans back as I do my work, a gentle moan comes from your lips. You love the feeling of being bound, the pressure. Knowing in the morning there may be small bruises to remind you of the evening. When I am done, I stand back and admire my handy work. Your breasts are firm, straining at the ropes, your nipples erect. And my cock hard.I love spanking your tied breasts. Using one hand to cup them from under, and the other to administer a spanking. The slapping sound, and the reddening, excites me. And you love when your tits are spanked. You lean your head back making sure I have a good clear path for each spank. You moan with each spank, accepting the pain and pleasure of your punishment. After 10 well placed spanks on each tit I stop. Your breathing is short, and your anticipation of what is coming next shows as you gently thrust your hips forward and back…..I bend over and kiss you hard, you respond, kissing me back with enthusiasm. I step back and admire you again. I strip off my clothes and stroke my hard cock. Your tits are getting redder and I make a mental note that the ropes have to come off in a few minutes. But before they do, I decide a flogging is in order. I reach into the duffle bag and remove a flogger. It is made of leather and suede. The handle is 8 inches long and the suede straps and about 18 inches. We love playing with this flogger, it is well made, and solid. The straps make a wonderful “slapping” noise when then they land. However, it can cause no real damage. It will redden the skin, but other than that it will not leave any marks, and does not inflict serious pain. I take the handle and put it under your chin, raising your head back. You smile… There is a hook in the ceiling. “Put your hands out in front of you”. You quickly obey. I use another piece of rope and bind your hands together at the wrists. Then I thread the rope through the hook in the ceiling and pull your hands up over your head, and tie the rope off. “spread your legs”, you try but the rope binding you to the hook it too tight. I loosen the rope, allowing you to comfortably spread your legs, and then retie the rope to the hook. Now you are in the position I want. I take the flogger and start working it on your ass. Each strike emits a loud slapping noise. You jump each time the flogger lands. Your ass reddening more and more. After a while I move to your back, and work the flogger up and down. Your breath is quick, your moans growing louder and louder. After a while I stop, and rest my hand against your back. I can feel the warmth emanating from you. You are resting, allowing your breathing to come back to normal. After a few moments, while standing behind you I start to use the flogger in a sweeping motion, up between your legs, flogging your pussy. With each stroke your hips move forward to meet the flogger. After 10 strokes I stop. Move in front of you and once again kiss you deeply. I let my hand slid down to your pussy, and as I expected you are very excited…..I move in front of you, and inspect the ropes still binding you, soon it will be time to remove the ropes. But first, I start swinging the flogger in a circle, the straps fly through the air and continually land against your breasts. Your head is thrown back, and you strain against your binds to thrust your tits out further, to meet the circling straps. I watch intently as the straps land, the sound of them is music to our ears. After several minutes I realize that it is time to remove the ropes binding your tits. They are a deep shade of red. As I remove the ropes, unwinding each loop, a gasp emits from your lips. The pain of the blood reentering as each loop is undone is exquisite to you. Then I am done your breasts are a deep red in color, with the indentations of the rope freshly imbedded. I reach my hand behind your head, take a handful of your hair and pull your head back, and lower my mouth onto yours. We kiss passionately, as you enjoy the spreading warmth of your recent flogging, and release of your binds. I reach up and release the binds from your hands. “have you learned your lesson?” “Yes sir” “Good, upstairs to the bedroom”Once upstairs I retrieve my hairbrush from the bathroom. You are already lying on the bed, knowing that is coming next. I move onto the bed next to you. You position yourself so your ass is within striking distance of my hairbrush, and you start giving me head. You know the game, a hard smack with the brush means you need to suck faster and harder. Soft smacks are the opposite. In short order I cum….We finish the night with a quick switch. You take the brush from my hand, and position the pillows so you can lean back against the headboard. I move into
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7:07 am Sunday, 20th January, 2019
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