The after

I have always been very guarded about my body, trying to cover up whenever possible, keeping the lights off things like that. There is something very liberating about turning your body over to someone else. There is no hiding, it’s out of your hands, and it just is.

With every light on I lay back on the bed and watched as he undressed. He came over and stripped my clothes off piece by piece taking his time to stroke my face and kiss me every once in a while. Before I knew it he was at my abdomen kissing and teasing with his tongue until he moved down and starting licking my clit. I felt his arms forcefully spreading my legs apart as far as they could and although I was moaning and my body was responding my brains natural instinct to cover myself up kicked in. I tried to close my legs just a little and his hands gripped each thigh and pinned them down hard letting me silently know I was not to move. This went on for a bit but eventually I let myself go and began moving my hips to the rhythm of his tongue, taking his fingers as deep as I could go, clenching my inner thigh muscles as my first orgasm rolls out of my body. He eventually reaches up and grabs a fistful of my hair from the nape of my neck, pulling my head down almost to my hips. “Watch” was the only thing he said and I knew he was commanding me to strip my inhibitions away. I watched while grabbing and pulling at my nipples as hard as I could, the pain of that and the pulling of my hair while his tongue and fingers are pounding into me just sends me over the edge again and I can see him swallowing to keep up with the juices pouring out of my body. I just start to relax against the bed and he pulls me up by my hair and thrust himself in my mouth and I’m eager to take him all in. He adjusts my head up and I understand he does not want me to break eye contact. I struggle with this at first but quickly get used to holding my head in a way that I can look up at him and take him all the way in at the same time and eventually  he is pushing my head harder and I can feel him release down the back of my throat. We eventually collapse on the bed in a big heap, each reaching for a smoke. For the first time I don’t immediately try to scramble to get under the covers but lay there with my legs spread, my body fully exposed and he chuckles at my position with a satisfied grin.

We went out for dinner and some entertainment and then came back to the room. I had a headache and was lying on the bed while we were talking. I watch him pull out his “prop” bag and out comes the blindfold. He lays it beside us and we start kissing and rubbing and moaning and before I know it I am fully undressed and flipped over naked on all fours. He starts entering me from behind with this tongue and I am pushing myself back into him and really enjoying myself when he moves away. I am expecting to be blindfolded but instead I feel a slap so hard on backside that it automatically brings tears to my eyes and I scream. It was so unexpected…there was no rubbing, no light tapping, it hurt like hell and it shocked me. Before I could even react I felt it again and again and again, same spot, same force and no time to adjust. I have heard people say spanking hurts like hell but trust me I did not get it. While my mind was registering the pain, my body was pushing back to meet each slap, wanting more the second his hand left contact with skin. Finally I feel him push himself inside me and I relax a little bit knowing the blows are over except I’m wrong, he continues to slap me with all his force in between each thrust of himself until we climax together and finish in a sweaty mess.

The feeling after is something hard to explain and I would like to know if it also like this for others if you don’t mind sharing. I could hear his voice in the background but I could not comprehend what he was saying, my body was shaking uncontrollably in his arms as he was rubbing my back and I felt in a complete daze, content to just lay there but at the same time needing to be as close to him as physically possible.  It took me quite a while to “snap” out of it for lack of a better word and when I did I can tell you I have never felt closer to anybody in my whole life. My body trembled uncontrollably for what seemed like eternity as I replayed everything in my mind. We eventually drifted off to sleep me with my head on his shoulders, dried tears on my face and my small wrists still tightly pinned behind my back in his firm grip until he woke me for more which I will detail soon. Just a little preview....the crop really stings.