Spanking Princess

Past Tuesday Princess spent the evening and night at my place.

She arrived stressed after a busy day at work and driving around for her kids. We sat on the sofa and I listened while Princess talked about her day.
I sensed it was hard for her to relax and I started thinking about ways to help my Love unwind.

Princess was sitting next to me on the couch, on her knees, turned towards me.
Suddenly I grabbed her by her hair and pulled her down, over my knees, pushing her hips up with my left leg and started spanking her. Gently at first, then a little harder.  Stopping to feel between Princess’s thighs.
She was already damp.

I went on with the spanking in a more relentless pace and felt how she got even wetter, her panty now soaked with her juices, sticky and sweet and so delicious.
My cock hardened just by looking at her reddening behind.

With one hand spanking and the other teasing her for relief yearning  pussy, Princess’ breathing increased and her moaning aroused me even more.

Seconds later her body started to convulse and I felt her cum flow over my hand and between my fingers as I hastily pushed a towel between her legs.

Princess panted and her body relaxed and I softly stroked her hair and we stayed like that for a few moments before she got up and we nuzzled up to each other.

“Thank you,” she sighed, “I feel awesome, o my, I really needed this.”
I kissed her tenderly on the head her soft hair tickling my nose.

We listened to some music and after half an hour or so Princess wanted to go to bed and so we did.

I lit some candles in our bedroom and in the bathroom I took a quick shower.
When I came back Princess was waiting for me dressed in nothing more than a panty.
“Get out of bed girl, I haven’t finished with you yet,” I told her closing the bedroom door, something I never do when we are alone at home.

Once again I grabbed her hair and positioned Princess in front of the closed door.
“Drop your knickers. Now!”
She obeyed sliding it down over her hips and legs, getting one foot out.
“Stop. Keep it around you left ankle. You know why don’t you?”
“Yes Milord. You find me very slutty that way and that is what I am… your slut.”
“Good girl,” I whispered while ordering her to bend forward and rest the palms of her hands against the wooden door.

Got the new whip I bought for our first visit to the club past Saturday out of the chest of drawers and caressed her back with the leather strings.
“Remember how you told me you had the impression I was holding back using this whip. At the club.”
She nodded.
“Was it like this?” I asked while I hit her.
“Almost Milord.”
“Do you want it harder?”
“Yes Milord, I do. Please.”

I swayed, the leather straps made a whooshing sound just before hitting her buttocks.

“Harder please, Milord.”
When the straps hit her buttocks again red stripes appeared and the sound was that of a gunshot.
Princess didn’t flinch but made some groaning sounds.

I gave her three more vicious ones and this time she yelped and her legs started trembling, hardly keeping her balance.
I dropped the whip and took Princess in my arms while she ejaculated, her juices splattering on the stone floor, muttering how much she loved me.

Carefully I laid my Love down on the bed, got next to her and held Princess in my arms, soothing her while I felt her raging heartbeat slowly calm down.

Shortly after we fell asleep, Princess and I, deliciously entwined.

Ready fo whipping

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