special friday part two

part one can be found here

I am sure that I swore at him a few times, it really did hurt yet I wasn't ready to stop I knew I could take much more. Part of me wanted to stop but a bigger part of me wanted to carry on. I was amazed how much pain I could withstand just because it was something I wanted to do. I forget now if it was during the hand spanking or the paddle that my nickers were pulled down to midway down my thighs.

He digitally checked to see if I was wet. Yes I was, this was turning me on but to my dismay not as much as reading about it had done. I remember pushing back onto his fingers as he checked me. more standing in the corner I almost fell over as I tried to stand and make my way to the corner. more photos were taken. this time when I returned to the bed one of the large cushions that form the back of the sofa was placed on the bed and I was instructed to lie across this with my ass in the air. I think I receieved more strikes with the paddle before I received the cane, We agreed on 6 strikes to begin with. I don't know which he used first but it was thin and whippy, I received two strikes with this before he changed to a thicker one which made more of a thud. I remember counting 3 and 4 then came 5 my mind was struggling to count was it 5 or 6 the two numbers merged into one in my head I had lost the ability to count. I knew then that although I could physically take more my brain had given up. Just as my mind was formulating this message he said he thought I had had enough. We had both sensed it at the same time.

more standing in the corner for photos then I was laid on my back across the bed as he licked me out. I must have been very aroused as his face was very wet whe he emerged. we lay on the bed chatting for a while then it was almost time for him to go, he was very sleepy by then so I made him a coffee. when he was ready to leave we had a friendly kiss then I remembered that I hadn't repayed him. I said I didnt mind if he wanted me to give him a bj which I then did before sending him away tired but satisfied.

A little under an hour after his departure Forest arrived, the original plan had been for Forest to arrive so that my partner could hand me over, he didnt want to leave me alone but as Forest had to change his plans and arrive later my partner had to go before he arrived. Suprisingly my ass was not too paiful to sit and we embraced on the sofa for a while before moving to the bed where he kissed and licked my ass in such a loving way that every second of pain had been worth it to receive this attention.

special friday

the day started slowly as I finished packing my overnight bag before setting out for work. I am dressed in low cut red top and long flowing red skirt, the recptionist comments how nice I look. I grin and tell her I have a date later. we exchange text counting down the hours, I tell him I cant eat my lunch. he replies that he has no problems. He demands that I tell him what I am counting the hours for. I must tell him the reason. I tell him it is 2.5 hrs until I shall feel his hand on my arse. he says good girl.

finally it is time to leave the office, I am almost running to my car. 30 minutes later I arrive at the hotel, confidently striding through reception towards the room he has text to say he is in. My confidence a facade, my outward confidence slips as I realise im on the wrong floor!!

I find the right room and knock with as much confidence as I can muster. The door opens and he ushers me in , greeting me with a friendly kiss. I am hot and flustered. He tells me to go have a shower and change then we will begin. I change into a black mini skirt and stockings my red stilletos with steel heels red strappy top. He showed me the canes he had with him then led me to the corner where I was to put my hands on my head.

I couldn't help giggling i felt so ridiculous. next he led me over to the bed where he sat with a pillow over his lap guiding me across his lap so that my face was resting on the bed with my eyes just inches away from where he had placed the canes. I don't quite remember but I think he spanked my arse with my skirt still in place for a minute or two. before he raised my skirt tucking the hem into the waistband. He then spanked my bare arse alternating from one cheek then the other for a while then concentrating on first one then the other cheek. I was stood in the corner again as photos where taken.


I was stumbling a little as I walked across the room. Once more across his lap I recieved more slaps with his hand then he changed to the paddle. This I did glimpse very briefly, it was quite small and made with leather, I think it had prominent stitching quite close to the edge but I am not certain of this. But I am sure that the first few strikes with the paddle I could feel the stitching or maybe that was my imagination. He was making sure that every cm of my arse was spanked. he checked if I was ok and I told him that it didnt hurt too much then realised the stupidity of that remark. If I thought that his hand spanking had gradually got harder and harder so did these slaps with the paddle and some really stung.............

part two here