DOMINANT IN TRAINING

Smack! My wicked wooden paddle came down across his burning buns with another furiously resounding thwack!

“Yeow!” he cried out.

He always tried holding back, his manliness not wanting to give into the pain. But he gave in at last, and this time it didn’t take long. I started out with very vigorous swats, without any warm-ups and I continued from there. I was furious with my dear Douglas.

Smack!

“I’m sorry, please,” he finally cried.

“I’m sure you are.” I’d rushed home to see him. My darling submissive had been on a business trip for two weeks and I must admit I missed him terribly, and looked forward to his coming home. When he wasn’t there as he had told me he would be, I was livid to say the least. At least he could have called, that would have reduced my anxiety, if not his punishment. I fumed for two hours until he finally walked in the door. Showing no mercy, he was over my lap as quickly as I could get him there.

Finally finished with his punishment, I pushed Douglas brusquely to the floor. Then again maybe I wasn’t finished with him, I wondered, as I looked at him trying to recoup from the shocking homecoming. Punishing him was so satisfying, his rear cheeks were a lustrous red, just the way I like them best.

“My plane was detained,” he explained, when he caught his breath enough to speak.

“I suppose so, but you have no idea how angry I was coming home to the house without you being here. Especially when I was thinking about it all day. I expected you to have it all warm and cozy just like you told me last night on the phone.” I continued to scold him, wanting him to suffer for his slight. “You didn’t even call me.”

“I know it doesn’t matter to you, Alexandra,” Douglas said, “but we were caught on the runway, there was no way I could call.”

I eyed him sternly, but my resolve was beginning to crumble. “Well, come here,” I purred. My horniness was catching up with me, two weeks without his divine attentions, and all I could think of was him servicing my cunt for the next eight hours straight to make up for it.

Douglas scrambled to me. I’m sure he was as horny as I was, even though he knew he’d have to satisfy me first. He quickly buried his face between my legs letting his glorious tongue play with all my favorite places.

“Ah yes, ah,” I moaned, a delicious feeling of satisfaction took over. I bucked against him as my body soared. I probably squeezed his head too tightly with my throbbing thighs, but I didn’t care. I was greedily lost in my selfish, self-seeking moment.

“Ooooo Douglas, you are good!” I praised him, when I finally came down to earth.

“Forgive me?” he asked.

“Let’s see your bottom,” I replied.

The red was fading, but his skin was still warm from the paddling. I massaged it affectionately and he groaned. “Oh yes, thank you, Alexandra,”