June 6, 2011: The Birthday Spanking

After watching the video about ultimate surrender that Jody sent me and the warm feeling from our conversation last night, I was in a mood. I showered, primped a lot, put on the cut out panty hose Jody instructed me to wear for Kim, added a pair of heels and set out my toys.

She came early, about 12:15. She laughed at the slut hose but told me sternly that nothing should be between her and what she wants; namely my naked body. I told her you’d suggested the attire on Friday. She laughed that my owner was probably trying to get me in trouble and this will make the spanking worse. She had me strip and questioned me about the fuzzy pubic hair. I told her I had an appointment this week to get a Brazilian wax and had to let it grow a bit. She said the wax idea was long overdue.

She had me walk down the hall to the foot of the stairs, face the stairs, bend over and grab my ankles and put my head on the first stair. She tied my left wrist to my left ankle, right wrist to my right ankle. Then she tied a rope around my left upper thigh, just below my hip and ran that rope to the banister on the left and tied it then did the same thing on the right, roped the thigh and running a rope to the banister on that side. She had me step my legs wide apart and tied my left wrist/ankle to the bottom of the banister and did the same thing on the right. I could barely move.

My ass and cunt were facing her. I could look between my legs and see her. My tits were hanging down and available. I was trembling in anticipation at being so vulnerable. She tweaked my nipples, eased fingers into my cunt and began roughly fingering me and telling me how worked up I was. She kept talking and fingered me until I came. She picked up one of my high heels, held the shoe by the spiked heel and began beating my ass with the flat part of the sole and had me count off 12 strokes. She switched to the leather paddle, swatting both cheeks until I’d counted another18 strokes and reached 30.

She switched to the crop and swatted my tits, told me these don’t count toward the total and was bonus fun for her. I was moaning and shrieking. She moved to my cunt and hit me some more, again saying these don’t count. I thought Gawd, I’ll never survive. Still using the crop, she told me to count as she hit my ass. I counted off another 15 until she reached 45. She hit my inner thighs multiple times but told me those didn’t count. Then she hit my asshole a couple of times with the crop. I yelled. She told me to ask for more. I moaned that I wanted her to beat my asshole. She laughed and told me to say it again like I meant it except this time use the word shit hole. I was going nuts. I said it and said it again. She said only a whore would beg for this and slapped my hole multiple times until it was on fire I was shrieking and moaning. She made me say I was a fucked up cunt and needed what she was giving me. Without warning she went for my tits again with the crop and literally attacked them until I was screaming.

She stripped naked. She took her belt out of her jeans, a thick leather one, and I saw her double it over. She tapped my ass several times then hit me with everything she has. I yelled. She tapped my ass again and hit me a few times until she reached the appropriate number. 

She got a beer out of my fridge, drank it and smoked a couple of cigarettes while she looked at me. I saw her put on my strappy. My mind flashed back to the video.

She told me to bend my knees a little so my ass and cunt would be lowered and she could fuck me better. I strained against the ropes tying my upper thighs to the banister but I managed to lower some. She came behind me and began fucking my cunt. She brought me to the edge of an orgasm and stopped, told me don’t dare cumm. She took the thing out of my cunt and entered my ass and began raping my ass hole. It was vicious, forceful and I yelled while she held my hips with one hand and played with my cunt with the other. I was shaking from the pounding. She told me I was her bitch, kept raping my ass and pushing fingers into my cunt. I begged for a cumm but she had me hold back then told me to do it. I screamed; my cunt exploded and I gushed out an orgasm.

I was shaking. Had the ropes not held me in place, I would have collapsed. I ebbed. She untied all the ropes. I sank to the bottom of the steps and breathed deeply until I recovered. She removed her strappy and rolled me from my side to my back and jumped down on top of me, her pussy right over my mouth. I ate her with a passion while she rode my face like it was some inanimate object there for her pleasure. She rocked off and came on my face and kept riding me to a second orgasm. Then she scooted forward and had me suck her sweaty ass hole. I tongued her hole until she was satisfied. She got up and told me to lie still. She pissed over me from my cunt to my face, and told me to piss.

I lay there in the piss puddle. She finished her beer and smoked another cigarette, tapping her ashes on me at random until she tossed the butt into the piss puddle to extinguish it. She glared down at me; I felt like a noodle. She told me to keep lying there while she went into the kitchen and got the sandwich I’d made her. The last bits she dabbed in the piss puddle and forced it into my mouth and watched me chew it.

She told me she’d done two of the best tie up jobs of her life on me on these stairs and it’s a pity no one else was there to enjoy it; she intends to change that. She also told me starting next month she’d resume cleaning my house. I could keep my current maids to really clean things because her time with me would be mostly playtime for her and her crew. She’ll charge me $200 and will come by once a month during the summer.

She started dressing but told me to stay exactly where I was. When she was completely dressed she told me I’d probably see her next week at her house. I agreed. As she walked to the front door, she told me this is how she sees me; beaten, fucked and lying in piss. She said next week we’d have a different kind of fun; did I still have the gift cards. I said I did. She told me to bring them then walked out and slammed the front door.

I got up and wobbled to the laundry room to get things to clean up the mess. After I cleaned the floor and put away the toys, I showered, wrote a summary of what happened, frigged off then napped.