Life can be very frustrating at times :(

Do you ever wish God would just tell you?  hmm

I must say life truly amazes me at times :)  Meeting a very special Lady here and feeling what I hope could be a real connection; gun shy from my experiences but hopeful.  Out of discretion I will not mention Her user name but thank Her for giving me hope that there are very real Mistress' here that understand, and wish for, both the kink and real relationship as deeply as I.  Thank You Mistress

Having the feeling it may be another long weekend wished to be used better. 

Outside of the sadness I feel at times it almost makes me laugh, as I sincerely desire both a 'vanilla' life and to submit to my Mistress.  Funny neither of the two seems possible.  Very sincere in my desire and need to love and submit to a lady, to be broken both of habits i wish to change and for Her.  I wish all a great Memorial Day weekend, and that we remember it's meaning.

Sincerely and submissively,

swm2bspanked

The Weekend

After being sent to bed following a hard spanking the previous evening he was woken early, as she squeezed his cock and balls he felt the sting of his Mistress' slap across the face as she ordered him to use the bathroom and shower. As he felt the hot sting of water on his sore bottom his arousal grew, his thoughts of the enema he had been made to hold after returning home the previous day, Friday. The thought of being on his knees before her, the inflatable nozzle preventing any relief as he whimpered and begged filling his mind. Her words of “you will please me before being given any relief” as she began by ordering him to kiss her feet. She had been true to her words, as she always was. Now hard, his mind was filled with thoughts of how he had been taken across her knee, how the hairbrush had stung, as he washed himself. He remembered how obediently and subserviently he had obeyed after the humiliation of being cleansed, of the tears running down his face as she had paddled him soundly as he cried and begged. Obeying immediately when ordered on his knees to worship her ass, wondering if she had felt the wetness of his tears as his tongue touched her rosebud, his head between her beautiful bottom as his tongue entered her. For what seemed like an hour he remained there pleasing her before being ordered to bed. The little pink thong panties she had laid out for him enforcing and reminding him that he was truly her little slut as he drifted to sleep with a burning bottom, the panties rubbing against his bare hard cock and balls, the fabric pulled between his red cheeks.

As he shut off the water and stepped from the shower he was startled by her presence, her immediate demand “dry yourself”. His cock hardened again hearing her voice as he finished the task, turning away when instructed, he felt the blindfold cover his eyes. Standing before her blindfolded, his cock hard he trembled feeling first one, then two, fingers enter his ass, whimpering and moaning as she worked her well lubricated fingers into him. Pulling them from him she ordered his wrists behind his back, fastening the leather cuffs to his wrists and ankles. He felt her hands and nails on his still tender ass, her heat as she collared and gagged him then snapped the cockring tightly in place. He mind was spinning as she snapped the lead to his collar and ordered him to his knees before her. Her words earlier in the week of “keep the weekend free, I want you to take me out this weekend pet”, echoing in his head as the snap of the collar had him obediently crawling at her feet. Hearing her heels he ached as he followed obediently, the tug bringing him up short as she ordered “Stand”, the shocking sting of the hairbrush as it came down across his tender ass making him dance and scream as she administered a dozen hard strokes. He immediately obeyed when ordered to sit, feeling the tip of something between his stinging cheeks, her demand “spread them and sit, Now slut” sending an instant shiver through him as he felt the dildo open and enter him, sliding deeply into his ass as his tender cheeks felt the hard wood of the chair, his focus on being impaled as the shackles were secured and his thoughts ran wild. Feeling her straddle him he felt her silky panties rub his stiff aching cock as she played with his nipples, the heat of her sex making him moan as she pinched and twisted them, the bite making him wince as she attached the clamps. Pressed against him she removed the gag leaving it dangling around his neck as she teased his lips with her tongue, kissing him, nipping his lips and whispering in his ear as she pressed her body against him. Helpless to do anything but whimper and squirm in his bonds, she whispered “who does this belong to slave?” as she squeezed his shaft, her nails biting him, his reply of “You Mistress” the only words allowed as she slapped his face and stuffed her wet little thong between his lips ordering him not to dare drop them. Her essence overwhelmed his senses as she whispered “your day has just begun my little slut” and left him in need.

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