In the throes of ecstasy during our last spanking session, Becall said she wanted to dress up in her Persian slave girl outfit and be hung from the door. That is like her, get her turned on and she turns herself on more. She worked all week getting her mind turned around so she could fully submit. That’s hard for either of us to do. I asked her last night as we were about to doze off if she was ready and she said she thought so.
I was ready two days ago. I put her cuffs on top of the bedroom TV and leaned the crop on the wall next to our closet as mental aids.
She appeared from her bath this morning with long dangly ear rings, all of her gold bracelets plus her pearls. She had on her best slave girl black bra and panties covered with a gauzy half slip she bought just for play.
She likes a thigh fry first, so I used not only the batten, but also a light whippy cane. I had her sit in a wing chair and spread her legs. I gave her light licks with the cane followed by light taps on her most sensitive spot. I love to watch her almost reach orgasm when I tap her and…. then stop. When she gets all hot and bothered, she loves to suck me, so I allowed her. What a great lover I am. [grin] Back to the cane. I brought her close to orgasm several times and then asked her if she wanted the vibrator. She was apprehensive that I would not let her orgasm with it.
She was half right. I had her stand in front of me and I sat down and placed the miraculous machine where it would do the most good and after teasing her some more, switched it on. At once, she started gyrating her pelvis in most indecent manner while I suckled her breasts. She came several times, but I stopped before she had a complete release. It was bondage time.
I placed her wrist cuffs on and secured her to a special hook on the door. She placed herself in a good position by spreading her legs and pushing her bottom out for the crop. She was either quite sensitive or feeling vulnerable, as from the first lick she was moving about with little ah’s. I did not over do it and released her after ten or so licks. It was paddle time.
I took her over my legs and gave her 100 with the leather paddle over her slip. There were many yuummms along the way. I raised her slip and applied another 100 over her panties. I seldom count, but I wanted to be sure I did not abandon my effort too soon today. There were more slaps to her bare bottom, but I did not count them.
I next gave her some pops with her holey paddle and finished with two-dozen or so with our red paddle. Her bottom was now noticeably a dazzling shade of red.
I thought she was as geared up as she could get, so I had her get on her hands and knees on the bed and I took her from behind. It was a first-class lingering fuck. As she likes to say, I fucked her blind.