Pain & Orgasms

It is not about numbers, statistics or whom can do better nor is it a race.

I started 2014 with giving Princess a notebook. It was meant to be her orgasm diary. Unfortunately it didn’t work. When she goes home Princess enters in another and very busy world with her kids, home keeping and work. It does not leave her with enough free time to explore in-depth her orgasms and what it does to her let alone write about it.
It was not about quantity but more about analysing and exploring what an orgasm does for her and thus enabling Princess to get even more out of them.
I treasure the few pages she was able to write.

During our stay near the l’Eau d’Heure Lakes past weekend I told her I wanted to keep a score of her orgasms. I would do so during the whole month of March and then extrapolate the information plotting it out over a year.

It would not be a race to get the highest score, if I find 3 enough for one evening I won’t go for a fourth just for the pleasure of adding to the score.

On Sunday, March 1st, after breakfast we went back to our room. We hadn’t really made love the evening before and that was a first one. But we were exhausted after hiking the bigger part of the day, enjoying the open air and finishing the evening with a delicious albeit copious meal. And I admit the Merlot I had brought with me helped us doze away quite early that Saturday evening.

So Sunday morning we made love. It was rough, delicious and hot and short because we had to leave the room at 11:30 PM.
I gave her 3.

On Tuesday evening Princess arrives in the early evening and stays for the night. It had been raining all day and Big A. had to babysit. So I volunteered to pick her up at her mother’s and pick her up later that evening too and drive her back.

We had some wine and I read a chapter from Kayla Lord’s excellent novella ‘Madam Gretchen‘ to Princess. She loves sitting at my feet, Princess that is, while I read to her and she loves the short story very much.
Then I left for 20′ to get Big A. and drop her at her mother’s.

Back home Princess was waiting on her knees for me, dressed in nothing more than a tank top and a string.

I grabbed my leather whip.
“Are you ready, girl?” I grumbled in my low “Dom” voice.

Obediently Princess bent forward, leaning on her cheek and forearms, ass high up.

It didn’t take long for Princess to orgasm. Breathless she thanked me and I held Princess’ shaking body in my arms, soothing her, kissing her.

When I felt she was ready again I ordered her to take the same position and worked to another orgasm, this time alternating between whipping and spanking. I don’t use anything else except my bare hand for spanking. I find it gratifying to feel pain in my hand and even see how the palm has a bluish tint the next day.

I gave her another 3 orgasms by spanking, rubbing her clit, spank again and so on.

It has taken a long time to comfort Princess with the idea she is allowed to ask me for pain when Princess feels she needs it.
These past few days Princess has done just that, ask me for pain. It makes me very happy she finally got over whatever educational/social hindrance was making her uncomfortable with the idea.

In bed we made love and I gave her another 3 before putting out the lights.

This Wednesday morning Princess got up at 06:20. She had to go home and take care of the kids and Little Star who is staying with her. I got up an hour later and drove Big A. to work.

After that I leisurely walked to the baker to get fresh croissants and back home I set the breakfast table, took a shower and then, at 08:35, Princess was finally back. She is taking off a bunch of Wednesdays so she can take Little Star to her mother in the afternoon and the mornings will be spent at our place.

Breakfast

It reminded us of the beginning of our relation when Princess had a year off on Wednesday. I would lie in bed and she would hop in or we would go shopping or whatever else was possible as she had and has to leave just before noon to get her kids from school.

We enjoyed breakfast and because it was cold and raining outside we went back to bed.

Oh boy, did we have a blast.
We made love as madmen, as if it was our last time. I made her cum and cum. I used the whip, pinched her sides and nipples and scratched her crimson red buttocks while fucking and each time she came. Wet and then even wetter.
I put my hand around her throat, pressing just a little; I slapped her on the cheek dictating her to come and pulled out a zillion of her hairs.

A clothespin marked every time she had an orgasm so I could keep track. Princess moaned, mewed, cried and whispered thank you Milord a zillion times. Adding pain makes her orgasms so very intense and I don’t think she is able to cum without at least wetting her panties big time.
I gives me a huge adrenaline shot when I feel or see Princess squirt.
Wow.

I gave us some time to cuddle and hold and kiss in between. Then I stopped playing with Princess. It was obvious she had enough. For a while I held Princess in my arms, caressing her naked skin and taking care of the bruises.

“Grab your cushion and get on your knees next to the bed, face towards the door”, I told her.
Princess jumped out of bed and kneeled down.

I got out of bed and offered Princess my hard cock to service with her mouth.
Then I pulled back and while she cupped my balls I jerked off.

“Open your mouth, girl.”
Princess opened her mouth and I slid my cock in and came and Princess drank me and after that we kissed.
It was a long, hot and tasty kiss.

The mattress was soaked and the scent of sex filled out bedroom.
I counted 14 clothespins.

Yeah, Princess is really a very good girl.
Princess is so hot, sexy and sensual. I have never been so close to someone as with Princess. She completes me. Princess is the other half of my soul.

I have never loved someone as intense and deeply as Princess.
Without Princess I truly am nothing.

After taking the two soaked bath towels away.
After taking the two soaked bath towels away.

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