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Silje – The Spankable One – P2

Written By: Editor - Jul• 03•20

Again, I jumped but didn’t utter a sound; the main reason being my stubbornness. I knew that I was getting what I deserved, but I wasn’t going to give him the satisfaction.


This time the smacks alternated between each cheek. I had to moan a little bit this time. I was clenching my butt cheeks together as well.


Five more, covering both cheeks and placed just above the top of my thighs. This time I couldn’t help but cry out. My ass was starting to burn. And I knew it had to be turning a nice rosy pink.

“Do you think you’re warmed up enough”, he asks?

“Yes sir. I am sir”.

“No, I don’t think you are”.

WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! “OOOOWWWWW”, I yelled, while kicking my feet! Tears had welled up in my eyes.

“Now you’re warmed up”!

He softly caressed my butt and ran his fingers through my hair for a minute or so, allowing me to calm down a bit. Then he helped me stand up. Walking over to the overstuffed chair, I placed a towel over the back of it. I knew this was not a pleasure spanking and I wouldn’t be getting any immediate gratifying sex, but for some reason, I always got wet when I got my ass beat. I then obediently bent over the back of the chair placing my feet on the outside of each back leg and my arms on the seat next to each front leg. He then secured each cuff. I was now in the perfect position; legs spread, ass jutting out and up.

“Do you think you can stifle your screams, or do you need the gag”?

“I can be quiet sir”.

“Very well, let me know if you change your mind. But remember, if I have to make the decision to gag you, it adds 5 lashes with the belt”.

“Yes sir, I know”.

“Then I guess we can begin”.

He picked up the anal plug and coated it with lubricant. Then he used the excess lube to lube up my asshole. Carefully he pushed his index finger against my hole and waited till I bore down. Very soon his finger was in up to the first knuckle. Slowly, he pulled it out and pushed it back in, going to the second knuckle. One last time he pulled it out and pushed it in again, this time all the way to the hilt. I knew better than to give any indication that I might be enjoying it. Doing so would only lead to more lashes. After pulling his finger out, he placed the tip of the anal plug against my hole. I knew I wasn’t going to enjoy this part. Even though I’m no stranger to anal sex, this plug is very large and it hurts. That pain plus the pain from the lashes was going to make one miserable me. Slowly he started pushing the plug into my ass.

“Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow”!

“Remember to bear down hon”.

“I am, but it still fucking hurts”, I said tartly. Whoops, wrong thing to say!

“I was just trying to be helpful. But since you insist on being rude, I’m adding 5 strokes of the belt back to your punishment”.

“Thank you sir. Sorry sir”. One of these days I’m going to learn to keep my mouth shut.

He continued to push the plug in until it was fully imbedded in my ass. It felt like someone had shoved a mayonnaise jar up there. I tried breathing deep to help get past the worst part of the pain, but it didn’t help much.

Picking up the belt, he said, “Ok, we’re ready to begin. Remember to ask for the gag if you can’t control your outbursts. I will pause after every 5 lashes to give you the opportunity to ask for it. OK”?

“Yes sir. I understand”.


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