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bulldog080808 -> First Meeting part three (1/25/2010 11:03:42 AM)
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Jack told her to remove the covers from the bed down to the bed sheet explaining they would only be in the way. Passion did as instructed and with a motion from him came back to where he was now sitting in the lounge chair. She got into position and waited for instructions.
“You know that we have to have a clean plate before starting a session.” His voice was straight forward, business like.
Passion knew exactly what he meant by ‘clean plate.’ They had a few long discussions on the subject and understood the need to cleanse of her transgressions. Move then anything the thought of going through it now excited her; although she had never been punished before; not like he had described in great detail.
If her count was right, she had a major and a few minor infractions due. The major was that she had failed to follow up his request on a timely manner and now she would pay for her disobedience. At first she didn’t think it was such a bad thing, she was only a day late getting the essay to her Master but after he explained why it was significant, she understood. And the minor ones consisted mostly of not showing respect to him online and on the phone. Jack insisted she refer to him as Master and use Sir in her responses but because of her just learning he didn’t consider them to be of a major infraction; well not yet.
The clean plate was Jack’s term he coined to settle misbehavior and it was always discussed before hand as being punishment and not knowing why served no purpose to him or his slaves. Punishment would be doled out and then a session would start anew with his slave forgiven. Jack explained that during training and even afterwards, a sub or slave will sometimes disobey their Master either by forgetting requests, acting or showing disrespect or depending on the slave, may do several of the above mentioned for the enjoyment of pain.
Jack positioned the chair next to the bed so that as she could lie across his lap and the bed would then allow her to rest her upper body. With a motion and smile, she for the first time since childhood, laid across a man’s lap. It excited Passion to her surprise and delight, for she hadn’t been all too sure of allowing herself to be spanked. Oh, she understood the need for discipline, as he had talked for hours on mindset but actually allowing or needing to be whipped like a small child still didn’t set well with her even as her body seems to crave it now.
Passion laid there across his lap, her arms underneath her resting on the bed; her legs barely off the floor and her ass resting against his stomach. Jack laid his hand on her smooth tight buttocks moving his hand in a fashion as if he was petting her. He was in no hurry and let his fingers traced the crack of her ass. With purpose, he allowed the tips of his fingers to find her pussy lips pausing long enough to pry in and feel her wetness. But he never probed beneath the outer lips and always brought his hand slowly back up her ass.
All this was sensual to her as she had her head resting sideways on the bed. His touch had a soothing affect as her ass started to relax its tightness of the anticipated stings. Jack continued the soothing massage of going slowly over her ass for minutes on until she felt like sleeping from his petting. It was when she had settled in for a nap the first slap on her ass popped opened her eyes. Her mind had known of the oncoming attack but his efforts to calm her had push that back in her mind until now it came as a surprise.
Jack had not spanked her hard, at least not as hard as he could but enough to give a slight red handprint against Candy’s lily white ass. He felt her body stiffen to the blow and held her back down with his loose arm until she relaxed again. Knowing her first reaction would be to throw a hand to the area attacked, to protect it from another blow, Jack pinned her arms under her. Candy had been tutored to thank him for her punishment after every blow and he patiently waited for that to come forth although knew she probably wouldn’t remember that instruction until she had gone through a few cleansings.
But to his surprise she uttered, “Thank you Master.”
Jack being pleased she retained his instruction and mentally marks a spot in his mind to reward her for it later. He continued the punishment waiting between each slap of her ass for the proper response until he saw a nice even coverage of red handprints covering up the lily white of her buttocks. How many blows he had struck meant less to him then seeing red. For the redness meant her ass would be sore to the touch whether by his hand, her sitting down or just moving about. But he knew the redness would also be warmth to her body and that warmth is what he wanted her to experience; for it carried a sensual sensation brand new to her.
Now, Jack may not have counted the blows but Candy had. Twenty-six slaps on her ass with the first fifteen stinging like hell to her. But, as he continued, she began to notice more of a tingling then sting and near twenty-three, a numbness of sort took over a little; then to her greater surprise, pleasure came from it. The stinging and tingling she had expected, even the numbness didn’t surprise her but the pleasure did. Her pussy was throbbing keeping up with the waves of pain flowing through her, flowing through her clit. Candy lay there, not whining but dreaming of what could have been if Jack hadn’t stopped; she felt she might have cummed from it sooner or later.
“Are you okay?” He asked her in a fatherly tone.
“Yes Master and thank you again for my cleansing, it hurts but feels really nice. Hard to explain that,” She said the last with a slight giggle.
Candy made no try at getting up and Jack allowed her to lie still taking in all she could. He reached for some lotion and began spreading a light coat evenly over her sore red ass. During the cleansing, at least at first, she had felt the bulge beneath her coming from his lap and wondered how large he was but as soon as the first slap on her ass landed that wonderment had been lost.
Now though while resting on him she felt his manhood against her bigger she thought and harder. Candy had hoped that Jack would have sent a picture of himself to her as he had requested one of her but after complying, he hadn’t and the mystery of his size remained even now as it poked her.
Although she knew men were not equal when it came to size and in her short sexual experience, she had had several sizes. The really large one coming from her linebacker boyfriend in high school; he had been the talk of her friends about his girth and length but when she had finally got to her turn in her school’s almost daily rotation of changing boyfriends, she was first thrill with taking him in her. But he had hurt her. Of course she had talked it up with her clan but they broke up shortly afterwards and although she acted hurt for her best friend, she was also relieved not to have to take him on again.
And because of that experience she had looked for and found someone who in her mind had a cute dick. He was in the chess club and although nerdy didn’t look nerdy. Because of that he had been allowed to hang with her little group. However with him being only half the size of the linebacker she realized he wasn’t a perfect fit for her either. The only thing she really enjoyed about his size was that she could take all of him into her mouth without gagging.
Her mind came back to reality with his voice.
“Passion. You need to get up now.”
How long had she been laying there escaped her as her mind had wondered and his hand had been soothing to her. But now she got up and in doing so could feel her skin on fire as she moved. If caused her to get wet even more.
“Do you need to freshen up?” His voice more telling her to, than really asking her if she needed too.
“Yes Master.”
“Very well.” It was all he said so she darted off to the bathroom and as she started to close the door he called out,
“Leave it open.”
Without hesitating she did and while she squatted and peed her eyes stayed on the open doorway to see if he tried to watch. She didn’t see him but she hadn’t looked in the mirror either, otherwise in the bottom right corner of the mirror she would have seen his gaze. Wiping, flushing and rinsing her hands she went back to him. Candy wasn’t surprised that her wipe of her pussy had gathered more than the splash of urine left but the tissue had collected her juices seeping out of her. Looking at the tissue before letting it drop she really saw how wet she was. It caused her to smile knowing this was just the beginning.
Her excitement made her almost prance over to him, her smile not forced nor halted by the soreness in her buttocks. Her Master was standing up front of his chair looking so good to her now. His age difference gone from her worries replaced by his experience; no longer seeing a man in his fifties but a man with decades of experience willing to show her all the secrets he had learned. Passion not only was impatient now to receive it but had to have it. She couldn’t wait for what he had in mind.
Passion stood quietly in front of him careful not to look up. She remembered his instructions to show him respect.
“Are you okay Passion?” Again the soft tone was back.
“Oh yes Master, yes indeed. Very, very okay here.”
A giggled escaped from her unexpectedly and she quickly tried to hide her eagerness by putting her fingers over her lips.
He reached behind her and grabbed one of her ass cheeks and squeezed hard. The sensation that hit her caused her to look up at his waiting eyes, mouth drooped open. Her body suddenly went stiff from pain but had quickly turned to a wave of pleasure. She felt her pussy go very wet standing on her toes trying to retain her balance but having to grab is arm to keep from falling.
Jack’s eyes told him what he needed to know, she was enjoying the pain. He squeezed again, this time digging his nails into her flesh then racked them across her cheeks. Candy couldn’t take her eyes off his. She saw the pleasure in them as her ass lit up from the searing pain flowing through her body. Finally out of necessity she flung her head back in recoil from the spike of pleasure pain hitting her and smiled. Never before has pleasure like this taken so whole of her. Candy knew deep inside she would forever be at his beckon call no matter what her circumstances’ might be in her life. It was at that moment she started falling in a kind of love with her Master that can only be found in the lifestyle of BD/SM.
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