My ex used to spank me all the time. He was not as strong as my Daddy, but he was strong. He would spank me over and over and over again until I was crying and begging him to stop. At which point he would usually finger me until I came, then had me sit [ouch!] on a wooden chair and blow him until he came. He got off not only on the stimulation that my mouth provided but the pain he knew I was feeling as I was doing it. Enough about that though... This happened quite often. I built up a tolerance to it. In the beginning I could take ten to twenty hits, and at the end of our relationship I was taking many many many more.
I miss that tolerance. It has been more than a little bit since I have been with him, so when Daddy and I were together, the spankings hurt like hell. I will admit, I felt like I let him down. I felt like such a disappointment. I wanted more, I really did, I want to be able to take more hits, harder hits. I felt myself squirming subconsciously. I felt myself trying to get away from the hits. When he started spanking me while I was going down on him, it hurt. I know, that doesn't make any sense, I like the pain. The pain turns me on, but I just felt like I was a wussy. I felt like such a disappointment. I wish that I could take more. I wanted more. In my head I could hear my brain pleading for more and more and MORE. However, my butt was screaming for it to stop... I want the pain. I feel like I am such a... failure almost. :( I really do want more though...
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Thursday, July 30, 2009
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