1. Tawnya's Training, Chapter 3


    Date: 12/6/2014, Categories: BDSM, Author: MasterJonathan, Rating: 4, Source: LushStories

    quietly, I repeated his words. "I'm a very naughty whore and I deserve everything you do to me. Please spank me hard." I actually shook as I said this. "Good. Now, repeat this after me: I'm yours to command. My mouth is yours, my tits are yours, my ass is yours and my horny cunt is yours," he said. Again, a long pause, but then: "I'm yours to command. My mouth is yours, my tits are yours, my ass is yours and my horny cunt is yours." "Good," he said. Then he stood and watched as I waited for the inevitable. The longer I stood still the more I twitched in anticipation... it was maddening waiting for the first swat. Then Master began to spank me. He spanked me steadily, and almost immediately I was whimpering, then crying. He had been right - the baby oil did protect my skin, but God the burn! I twisted and turned my ass this way and that as he swated me, trying to avoid or at least lessen the effect of the blows, but nothing helped. My voice was croaky as I begged him to stop. Tied as I was I couldn't rub my ass or block his swats, I couldn't do anything but take the blows one after another as my ass began to pinken, then redden. Finally his hand began to sting, and he stopped. After a pause he stood back to admire the view of my searing ass. My ass and the tops of my legs were red, and my cunt was glistening. He walked around me, and sure enough he found my nipples were stiff - surprisingly to both of us I was getting off on my punishment! I remained bound and standing in ...
    the middle of my Master's bedroom, displaying myself for his benefit. I knew that there was more spanking to come, but seeing how he looked at me made me... horny and aroused, knowing my Master approved of me. He approached me and fondled my left titty, and squeezed my stiff, throbbing nipple. I gasped but said nothing. He slapped me across the face. Then, he slapped my tits, left, right, left, right. I started to whimper, then cry out in pain. He slapped them again, and I yelled out, begging him to stop. He did stop, but only long enough to pick up the paddle he intended on using next. The paddle of choice was a wooden paddle in the shape of an slightly elongated ping pong paddle. He showed me the paddle he was about to use, then walked slowly around behind me and again I waited, trembling, for him to begin. Whap! Whap! Whap! Whap! He gave me four swats, alternating cheeks. I squealed as the first few swats landed and danced as best I could with my legs secured to the spreader bar. "Oh fuck, Master! Ow! Oww!" I cried out, but he was not swayed in his purpose. The tears were now flowing again, and my ass was on fire once more. This time, instead of stopping, he simply alternated sides and carried on. Whap! Whap! Whap! Whap! on my ass proper and below, on the tops of my legs. He paused for a moment and ran his hand over my smoldering ass. "Yes... you are getting a nice little burn going," he commented on the heat radiating from my bright red ass. Then he took up the paddle once ...
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