Not about Shakespeare – Part 1

We are such stuff as dreams are made on, and our little life, is rounded with a sleep.
William Shakespeare

Before picking up Princess I gift-wrapped the O(h!)-thello eStim dildo.

“I have a present for you, Princess,” I said.
“Wow, thank you Milord,” Princess smiled, “what is it? It feels so heavy.”
“You are not allowed to open it and you are required to make sure it is always in the same room as you are. You can ask only one question about what it might be. Understood?”

“Yes Milord.”
We talked about our day on our way home. I could sense her curiosity.

“Just a little tip, Princess. Shakespeare.”
Princess looked even more puzzled now.
“Shakespeare? WTF?”

The first thing Princess did when we came home was put down her stuff in the living and walk over to our bedroom to take off her shoes.

“I am exhausted,” she sighed stretching out on our bed.
I kissed her.
“You are not very good with assignments, are you, Princess?”
“Huh?”
I looked at her and said nothing.
She closed her eyes in despair. “OMG, I forgot to bring the present with me, it is still in the living.”
“I’ll have to punish you,” I told her, “and I will do so later this evening. Try to be a good girl though. If not, I’ll have to punish you twice. And trust me, with what I have in mind, you’d better not upset me. One punishment will be more than enough.”

We kissed some more and then I undressed Princess, letting her keep her tank top and panties.
I slid her panties aside and pushed myself deep in her.
My slut was already soaking wet.

I fucked her, teasingly slow, telling her she was not permitted to cum. Being disobedient would increase the punishment.

I pushed all Princess’s buttons hoping she would break and orgasm but then she screamed “orange” and seconds later “red” so I had no other option than to stop.

“Now go to the living room and take you spanking position. I’ll be with you in a few minutes.”

When I leisurely walked into our living room, about 5 minutes later, Princess was eagerly waiting for me. Bending over the back of the couch, tank top pulled up over her breasts, legs spread, panty down to just above the knees.

“Good girl,” I told her.

I have quite an extensive collection of impact play toys, some soft, some harsh and some very intense. The latter leave traces but I rarely go that far except if Princess is staying with me for a few days.

Princess loves being spanked. Her orgasms are very powerful and mostly accompanied with squirting. She does not need to be touched sexually, the spanking is more than enough to get release.

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I whipped, spanked and caned Princess for about 15 minutes when she asked if she could cum.
“No you can’t,” I growled, intensifying the spanking.
“Please? ……..please, please…”
“Beg.”
Princess begged for release.

“On all fours then. NOW.”
“Yes Milord, thank you Milord.”

I caressed her back and sides with a riding crop and then kneeling next to her. With my left hand I grabbed her long, blonde hair and pulled her head back while fingering her wet cunt with my right hand. I moved my fingers in a quick pace and felt how she started dripping. I felt her hot juices trickle over my hand.
“Ohhhhh,” and the delicious sound of liquid spattering on the stone floor of our living room.

“Thank you Milord, this was so delicious.”

“Don’t move, Princess.”
I dried her pussy and her thighs with paper towels, used some more for the floor.

“Come,” I said and led her to the couch. I sat down and pulled her on my lap.
I held Princess close against my naked chest, kissed and soothed her.

After some more cuddling Princess asked for more.
I gave her more and I was relentless.
Princess screamed under the blows of the cane and almost cried when I used the single tail bullwhip. Then the poor thing had another squirting orgasm.
I held her and she told me a zillion times how much she loved me. I could have enjoyed her saying it a zillion more times.

There was aftercare and red wine of course. Talking, whispering, chitchatting, kissing.

Time for bed.

Princess made sure she took her present to our bedroom. It was still gift wrapped.

Princess lay down on our bed and waited for things to cum come.

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