A Tale of Erotic Submission

Andronicus72

A Tale of Submission and Spanking


San Francisco USA, 2013

The knock at the door announces her presence.
she has arrived at the appointed hour as commanded. I open the door to her, her pretty face downcast as befits her status as a submissive.

"Welcome", I say, as I bid her enter the room. As she steps into the room, I appraise her. she looks lovely.

As I stipulated at our first meeting, she is wearing a plain dark skirt and a white blouse, through which I can see her lovely breasts, accentuated by the brassiere she has been ordered to wear. Dark hose and high heeled shoes complete the ensemble.

As instructed, she wears the most subtle makeup, and a fragrance of my choosing.

I am wearing a black collared shirt, black jeans and cuban heeled boots, polished to a high sheen. I am freshly showered and shaved, my fingernails clean and trimmed. I wear a hint of aftershave. A single silver stud glints in my left earlobe.

Taking her hand, I lead her across the parquet lounge room floor, her heels clicking with every step. I can feel that she is aprehensive, nervous. I enjoy this sensation in her, she has yet to learn she has nought to fear from me.

In the centre of the lounge room, I bid her halt. "Look
at me" I command. she lifts her face.

"Do you agree to submit?"

"Yes, Sir" she answers. That is all I need.

"Place your hands behind your head" I tell her.She immediately complies. I begin to unbutton her blouse, calmly and slowly. The blouse falls open, her gorgeous breasts
with their dark nipples clearly visible beneath the sheer, champagne coloured bra . I cup them in my hands, my thumbs caressing the nipples through the silky material
until they are yearningly erect. Her breathing both quickensand deepens at my caress.

"Are you nervous?" I enquire.

"a little, Sir" she replies, breathily.

"There's no need to be", I reply. "Just trust me".

I lean forward and place a tender kiss on her lips, nipping her lower lip with my teeth as I break it off.

Ordering her to raise her arms, I slide the blouse upwards and off. Folding it neatly, I place it on the arm of the couch.

Reaching behind her, I unzip her skirt and lower it to her
ankles. "Step out of the skirt." she obeys, standing now only in heels, strapless bra and matching champagne coloured thong. I fold the skirt and place
it with the blouse. I order her to resume the stance with her hands folded behind her head.

I admire the gorgeous creature before me, her erect, dark nipples jutting against the filmy material of her bra;
her shaven cleft outlined against the crotch of her panties.

"Turn around" I command. As she complies, I admire her buttocks, parted by the gossamer strap of her
thong. Her back to me, I unhook her bra and place it with her other clothes, and standing behind her cup her breasts, my thumb and forefingers of each hand fondling and tweaking her nipples. As her breathing accelerates, I continue to squeeze and caress her breasts with my left hand, my right hand slowly, lightly tracing circles beneath them, in ever diminishing circles until I am tracing a circle around her navel. I hold her for a heated moment, then release her.

"Turn around and face me". she complies. Taking hold of each nipple, I gently but firmly squeeze them, increasing the pressure with each pinch. Taking up a pair of clover clamps from the coffee table beside the couch, I attach one to each of the erect buds. she gasps and shudders at the pressure of the steel clamps.

"Into every life, my dear... a little pain must come" I say. her heavy breathing is her only response. A good sub,
she knows not to speak unless I command.

My attention now turns to her crotch. I reach between her legs to find the gusset between her legs slightly damp from my ministrations. I find this most pleasing. Hooking my
thumbs either side of the elastic waistband of her panties, I draw them... slowly... down her thighs. I want her to experience the sensation of being undressed, uncovered, made bare - of having the silk slide, at my behest, down her lovely
legs...

At her knees I let the filmy thong fall, a puddle of silk
around her heeled feet.

She now stands completely naked before me, this wonderful, most beautiful woman... mine do as I please, and as to do so, to please the innermost yearnings within her.

I seat myself on the couch. "Come over here",
I command her... not harshly, not bullying, with just the appropriate amount of assertion in my voice. she steps toward me,
taking small steps, her hands still behind her head, as I have not yet ordered her to remove them from their position.

"Position yourself across my lap" I tell her. she lowers herself across me, so that her beautiful ass is upturned across my folded legs. I gently, but deliberately twirl the chain between the nipple clamps with my left hand. she moans softly. With my right, I take up a medium sized
paddle and begin to swat her buttocks with it. she emits small cries, with each swat, and as I begin to really spank her, her cries become loud gasps, then squeals. This is what I desire.

I spank her mercilessly, ceasing after every few spanks of the paddle, to reach between her legs - rubbing her clit, pinching her vulva, gauging her wetness, encouraging her wantoness. she wriggles and squirms across my lap, I spank her harder and harder, really putting my arm into it, until she is screaming and sobbing from my attentions. I have to tug sharply on the clamps attached to her nipples to make her be still.

"you have been a most accomodating sub" I tell
her, as she moans and sobs. "As such", I say,
"you will be allowed the privilege of orgasm".

"Thank you, Sir..." she gasps between sobs.

I reach up with my right hand between her legs, the top of her thighs slick with her excitement... gently inserting my first two digits into her, I curl them down toward her
pubic bone, finding the soft, spongy tissue of her g-spot... my thumb seeking her clit, and beginning to strum it...itis erect and easy to locate... I bat her clit lazily back and forth, up and down, as her sobs now turn to moans, my two fingers sawing in and out of her... I increase the pressure
of my thumb, pulling the clit down with the pad of the thumb, then releasing it... she is bucking and moaning uncontrollably, I pull the nipple chain tight so as to increase the pleasure/pain sensation... her moans fill the room...

"Upon the count of three, my darling" I tell her..."you shall come"... she is writhing across my lap as I manipulate her, her clit engorged and at the mercy of my thumb, my two fingers rapidly pumping in and out of her wetness... "one..." it is difficult now to hold her across my lap, her motions are so violent...
"two..." I pull on the clamps so that her nipples
are stretched... "three!"

her eyes and mouth open wide as she squeals her pleasure,
it takes all my strength to hold her across my lap as she is
rocked by orgasm after orgasm... as her shudders subside, I cradle her, and rock her gently... kissing her tenderly...
caressing her hair... her face...

I am so pleased with her... she has given me what I desire...her
submission... her cum... her quiver...


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