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At the end of the Day - 5/29/2005 4:46:20 PM

mandmzzz

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At The End of the day
By mandmzzz

He pulled his car into the garage and slowly got out. It had been a long day with clients that required a great deal of time and energy. Too much sometimes it seemed. He entered the house quietly, almost forgetting but not really, that there was another soul there and part of his life and his home. Although her presence was quiet most of the time, it was not ignored by any means. Her shear strength and presence took his breath away every time he saw her after a long day like this. There was fear and reverence though and he didn’t dare not expect the unexpected.

She was in the kitchen making dinner as she had from the day she had arrived in his life. It was almost surreal knowing the other side of who she was and yet seeing her putter around as any typical woman does for a mate or family. But she was far from typical.

She slowly turned as he walked into the kitchen and greeted him with a kiss as her hand reached and grabbed his hair firmly. She smiled and said, “Why don’t you get dressed for dinner like a good little girl!”. The tone was deliberate and the meaning understood instantly. “Of course Dear” he replied. “As you wish.” He headed quietly but quickly to the bedroom to see what she had laid out for him.
He never quite knew what to expect and this time was no exception.

Although certain items always existed in his attire, he delighted knowing that there would be something there that took thought and showed how she did care and love him. As expected, his collar and leash were there which he always put on first. They had picked it out together and so it had significance to both of them. It was a pastel pink so that it would go with most things he would wear. The leash was a simple chain with the same color handle as the collar. Another item that she sometimes included was also there which usually had significant meaning. A six-inch butt plug was beside the collar. He knew what to do.
He took the plug into the bathroom and got the lube out of the cabinet and placed some on the tip and bent over slightly and spread his cheeks apart gently. Slowly he pressed the tip of the plug against the entry to his anal passage and felt it open and spread as he pushed it in deeper. There was always a point of pain versus not going further but the consequences would not be nice. He had elected once to not use it as instructed and would never do that again. He could barely sit for a week after she was through and ended up having to wear it while he worked all day and could only remove it after being allowed. That was usually after dinner and when she was ready to indulge them to some playtime.
Finally, the butt plug was in place and it’s presence felt. He walked back into the bedroom and viewed the outfit, tonight there were no nipple clamps, but a cute pink and white teddy that had holes where his nipples were for easy access. There were also white pull-up stockings and his while heels. She had also included a pink wrap for his head.
After he was dressed, he put on her favorite blush and lipstick. He was now complete and sat quietly on his knees at the end of the bed waiting for her to come in and perform her inspection. This always terrified, yet excited him.

Finally, after much anticipation, she arrived at the doorway to the bedroom. “Are you ready for me my love?” , she asked. “Yes dear, I hope it is to your satisfaction” , he said quietly, keeping his eyes down toward the floor. He loved how she used endearing terms when she talked to him. It made him feel special, loved. “Then stand up and let me have a look Sweetheart”. He quickly got up and faced her, but making sure that his eyes did now meet hers. That showed disrespect which she had already reminded him of once and only once.

She walked over and he could feel her eyes moving over his body while he tingled with excitement. He so wanted her to be happy. Her strong hands reached up to his shoulders and turned him to face away from her and press down to bend him over. Although her hands were powerful, she gently pulled back the teddy from between his ass cheeks and push on the butt plug to make sure it was all the way in the way she wanted it. “You’ve done wonderfully my little one. Let’s go have dinner now.” His heart fluttered with relief and with joy that she was pleased. He followed behind her to the table, helping to sit and standing beside her. He knew the routine and served her dinner. Once finished, she allowed him to sit in his usual spot and join her for dinner. The talked about his day, but thoughts of their playtime ran through his head, making it barely possible to eat and think from the excitement. He loved their playtime together and the time after when she held him until the fell asleep.

After dinner and dishes done they proceeded to the living room. She requested some wine, which he brought for her and sat at her feet awaiting her instructions. Tonight she was very gentle and quiet. Her hand gently stroking his hair, his face, making him feel warm and secure with her. Finally she asked him to get the strap on along with the dildo and nipple clamps of his choice. While you are there, remove and clean the butt plug so we are not interrupted once we start.” she told him. “Yes, of course Dear, as you wish.” He got up and returned to the bedroom and chose the clamps that were his favorite, the strap on and a medium size dildo. He could feel how hard wet he was getting and a little afraid she would be upset.

He returned with everything as requested, or so he thought. He laid everything out on the coffee table in front of her and return to sit beside her. She looked down and the pause was a sign that something was not there. “I think that this may be a bit more painful than you expected my sweet.”, looking at him as he sat there puzzled. “Did you forget some lube?” He suddenly realized he needed to ask for her to forgive him and hope that she would allow him to retrieve it. “I am so sorry that I did not remember that but in my excitement, I tried to make sure I had what you asked for and simply forgot. I know I must be punished though.” Still not daring to make eye contact, he tried to find a way to show how sorry he was, well actually scared would be more the feeling.

He waiting for what seemed forever before she spoke. “Well since you need to go back to get the lube, bring back the crop with you.” , Her voice gentle but firm. He instantly got up, “Yes Dear.” , there was nothing more for him to say. He quickly returned and retrieved the lube and went to the drawer where the disciplinary items were stored. He picked up the riding crop and came back, once again kneeling at her feel. His heart was now pounding as the crop was his least favorite form of punishment.

He waited as she sipped her wine and relaxed. Finally she stood up, placed the dildo into the strap on and put it around her waist, stroking the cock with her hand. “Stand now my love.” , she said. He got up and stood shaking as she reached for the crop. “So my love, how many cracks will it take for you to remember something so simple as the lube next time?” He hated when he had to choose his discipline, if he said to many that was painful, if he didn’t say enough, that was worse as then she would chose. He decided he would just hope for the best. “I would like you to chose for me please.” He heard her sigh and without notice, the first strike hit his ass. Not hard, but he certainly felt the sting. “Bend over and place your hands on your knees.” She asked firmly. Her quiet, gentle mood was certainly transforming.

He knew that he was to not cry out under any circumstance, and did his best as each stroke of the crop hit. In total, she whipped him fifteen times. “Thank you for the punishment that I deserved. I will not disappoint you again like that.” , he said through his tears, partly from the pain and partly for disappointing her. Quietly she said, “I know that you won’t sweetheart. Now kneel before me and take my cock in your mouth and show me how much you love me and want to please me.” As difficult as it was to kneel and sit now, he eagerly did as he was told. Her hands gently stroking his head and pressing so that the cock went deeper into his mouth. He gagged a bit but knew that he needed to please her. “Stroke yourself as well, but you know not to cum.” . He indicated with a mumble and by nodding his head that he understood and continued to suck her cock. Finally, she asked, “Would you like me to fuck you as the little slut that you are and enjoy?” He nodded again, feeling how hard he was already and hoping that he didn’t cum before allowed. She grabbed his hair and pulled him off as she got up. “Stand and bend over!” . He could hear as she was putting the lube on the dildo and felt her fingers rub some on his opening. “tell me what you want now my little slut?” , she whispered in his ear. “I want to be fucked like a slut, your slut and feel you inside me.” ,he responded. He then felt the cock slide into his ass slowly but with now pausing. Deeper and deeper until it was in all the way. Her hand reaching and grabbing his hair and holding him firmly, she slid in and out as she asked over and over, “Tell me!” He responded over and over, “I am your slut, fuck me!” “Then stroke yourself sweetness and cum for me.” , she finally said, the words he waited to hear. It felt like an earthquake inside as he exploded, still feeling the cock driving into him. Finally he was totally drained but knew his duty was not completely over as she left him to clean up and headed for the bedroom. Waiting for him.