The Caning

You have stripped naked
and put on the collar
and the leather cuffs
wrist and ankle -
leaving the key for me on the table by the door
you have put on the blindfold
and then knelt
head down, ass up
legs slightly apart -
cunt and ass facing the door I will enter
knowing the first thing I will see
is that ass I use so much
and your pretty cunt
swollen
already dripping
in anticipation
You wait
You know how much I enjoy our time together
so you think you will not have to wait too long
you know when the door opens I may not be alone
and if I bring someone
that person will see you this way
naked
ass and cunt offered up
and know what you are to me
know you are a sextoy
that I use as I will
and that I can give away for use
if I so desire.

I am alone this time.
I say nothing and
you wait
for instructions,
knowing I'm looking at you,
knowing what I see.
There's a thick silence.

This is the beginning of ritual:

The offering,
followed then
by a litany,
one which changes each time you are used,
but one you know
have always known
how to answer.

What are you?
I am yours, Sir.
What is mine?
Everything, sir.
What?
My ass, my pussy, my mouth, my breasts,
my tongue,my hands, everything.

You're my little asslicker?
My rimgirl?

Please let me kiss your ass, sir,
please let me tongue you.

You're my little assfuckgirl?

Please,sir, please, fuck me up my ass,
please use my ass, sir.

I tell you to spread yourself
and you automatically reach back
and pull your cheeks apart.

I kneel next to you and
place my hand
on the small of your back.
A gentle touch, the first.
Using my other thumb I gently press on
your outer cunt lips
this motion slowly spreads the sticky inner lips
so I can see the moisture inside you
I gently blow a hot breath there
on your clit
then press my thumb into the center
of your asshole
not attempting to penetrate yet
just claiming,
owning.

I tell you to wait
and you do
holding yourself open.

What could be more sublime
than to be so positioned
waiting to be used.

I put the rubber glove on close to your head.
You are blindfolded so you cannot see
but you can hear.

You know the sound
and you know what will happen.
You shiver - just slightly.
You hear the splurge of the lubricant
as it exits the tube
and then feel the cold
just there
just on your little asshole.
I rub in circles,
gently pushing the lubricant
to the center
and then place my thumb
right there again.
right in the center.
I softly kiss your back
just above the tailbone,
then in the center of the shoulderblades,
then your neck,
then whisper
beg for it.

You do.

Please,sir, please, push your thumb
all the way up my ass.

I do,
slowly, very slowly,
then lean forward to whisper again.

What are you?

I'm your assfuckgirl, sir, your little assfuckgirl.

You're my good girl.

Yes, sir, I'm your good girl.

Today, girl.
Yes, sir?

Today I'm going to cane you.

A caning is just what you need, my darling,
isn't it?

yes, sir, if you wish.

I do. A severe caning, a caning
which will take the world away
round off all the edges.

I reach below you and touch your nipple,
testing it, then grasping it softly
and pulling down - milking you.
My thumb slowly fucking your ass
and my fingers massaging your cunt
little light flicks on your clit.

I'm going to hurt you now, I say.
You may cry out if it helps
and you may beg.
Remember that breathing helps.

The fingers holding the nipple begin to squeeze
pinching down
harder
harder
until finally you begin to whimper.

Without releasing your nipple,
still pinching oh so very hard,
I pull the nipple further,
quite far
and whisper:

Breathe now, breathe into the pain,
accept it,
you need it,
you want it,
you were born to be hurt this way.

I let go of the nipple.

You sob.

I offer you my thumb to suck
and you gratefully accept it.

I lean over
and caress your back with my face,
my beard,
and then whisper in your ear:

12, I think. 12 strokes.

I pull both thumbs out of you,
remove the glove,
then
push a pair of ben wa balls into
your cunt
which is so wet and open they pop right in,
each causing a little half moan.
You are still holding your cheeks open.
I tell you that I'm going to plug you and then you'll be able to let go.

You hear me preparing the plug.
Again the splurge of the jelly
and then you can feel
the slick bulb ending pressing against you.

This is large, I say,
and it is going to hurt when I push it in.
Perhaps enough to take your breath away,
keep breathing and remember
that doing this to you,
invading you like this
pleases me very much,
so when it is going in
I would like you tell me
how much it's hurting you.
Now be a good girl
and try to relax and soften yourself
as much as possible.

I slowly push it in -
it's quite large
something you can handle
when you've been sufficiently prepared
but now it begins to feel like it is splitting you
in two.

You whisper:
Please, sir, it hurt's, it hurt's my little asshole.

I know, girl, that's my good girl,
just keep breathing.

Ow, sir, ow, oh, oh ,oh.

I keep slowly pushing in,
pressing on.
You collapse down as it sinks home,
your hands let go
and you struggle to accept
this gift,
this pain.

Breathe now, I whisper,
be my good girl.
you want to be my good girl, don't you?

You nod then gasp out
I'm your good girl sir.

I turn you over
so you're on your back,
the plug pressing into you,
the nipple I teased
still reddened.
I instruct you to spread your legs
quite wide
splaying your cunt open.
I lean between your legs
and softkiss the juction
where leg meets belly,
both sides
stopping just before your cunt.

You cannot come, I say,
if what I am going to do to you
becomes too much too bear,
beg me to stop
or to let you come
but know you will
not be given permission to come.

I kiss your mouth,
taking your mouth
with my tongue,
taking you that way,
one hand pressing your neck,
the other reaching down
to slip three fingers into your cunt,
rolling the ben wa balls inside you.
I sit back
looking at you,
locking eyes,
caressing your face,
lightly pinching the other nipple.
I stretch your outer lips
so your clit stands up
and bend over to softkiss it
to nuzzle it,
to suck oh so softly
then lick
then pull just slightly away
and blow soft warm air on it
each an exploration
which makes you jump,
moan.
You are my violin now,
your clit the strings,
my tongue and fingers the bow.

The song I seek?

Please, please, please, sir,
let me come
I'll do anything
please please please.

And when you are begging to come,
singing this song,
naked,
your splayed puffy cunt
silky and shiny,
I take a tawse
and smack
the inside of your left thigh
high up
instantly
turning your soft flesh pink
and then on the other side
each a sharp slap
which pulls you up short.
I tell you to present
you somehow know
to tilt your pelvis so your cunt
is presented,
sticky little strings of girlcum
glisten on your thighs.

5, I say
and you whimper.
You will count them.

I pop that pretty pussy
with the tawse
your voice lifts
one,sir.
After the third you let go
and I have to direct you to resume
the presented position.
How pretty you look.
A sheen of sweat covers your body.
You bite your lower lip as you wait.
I play with you
brushing your clit
with the tawse
then using it to comb your inner lips
open
There's almost a splatting sound as the tawse strikes
it's wet target.

4, sir.

One more to go.
you endure it bravely
I instuct you to get up on your knees.
I unzip and lightly press my cock
against the soft lips of your mouth,
you moan and immediately engulf me.
I let you work for a while,
licking and sucking,
showing your devotion to cock,
then instruct you
to mouth fuck me the way I like.
You take my cock in very slowly
deeper and deeper
until it makes you just begin to gag,
a little gag,
a flutter I can feel
and then you slowly pull back
until the head is just free of your lips
and you reach out with your tongue
to flick it and sweetly lick.
Then you move forward
taking it slowly deeper
until you gag again.

I instruct you
to hold my cock in your mouth
loosely
just holding it
so the whole head is inside
and you can caress the head
with your tongue.
I tell you not to swallow
but to let your saliva flow,
after all
your mouth is just another
slick, warm wet cunt,
another fuckhole,
and
when the saliva has built up,
I begin to stroke in and out of your mouth,
softly at first,
fucking you,
reminding you not to swallow,
so the saliva is pulled from your mouth,
coating my cock
and your face,
and then,
then
I begin to push deep,
fucking faster,
making you gag again,
holding onto your hair
so you can't get away.

You cough and gag and slobber on me
as I fuck you,
my sweet little face fuck.

Before I come
I stop,
so much to go yet.

I put you on a bed,
ass up,
head down.

You're still skewered with the big plug
but it's been in so long
you've almost forgotten it.
I push around the ring of your asshole
to check for lubricant
and lubricate you if you're dry.
(I want to take care of my favorite fuckhole)

I pull the plug out;
you grunt.
I leave you there.
I tell you
I'm going to fuck your ass now
just for a little while
not to completion,
not yet.

I undo your hands
and make you sit on the edge of the bed
facing my cock,
you immediately try to suck it
but I pull away from you
and hand you the lube.

Get me ready, I say.

You squeeze lubricant into your palm
and then begin to rub it on my cock.

Look at me, I say.
And you do,
your eyes soft now,
gleaming.

Tell me what you are doing.

I'm lubricating your cock, sir.

Why?

So you can fuck me in the ass.

Why?

So you can fuck me up my ass, you say,
with a hint of a question.

That's right girl, so I can fuck you up your ass.

Now, assume the position.

You turn over
and stick your ass back up
into the air,
spreading your legs slightly
and then reaching back to spread your cheeks
so you're quite exposed.

Tell me how we do this? I say.

When you're pushing...
pushing
your cock up my ass,
I try to open as much as I can,
to soften,
to let you in
as deep as you want to go.

I place the head of my cock against your ass,
you whimper slightly.

And?

And when you are pulling out, out of my ass,
I squeeze down,
bear down,
trying to keep you,
hold you in my ass,
in me.

That's right, girl. Are you ready?

You nod your head.

What do you say?

Softly, almost whispering, you say the magic words:

Please, sir, please
shove your cock up my ass hard
as hard as you can
and deep.

I do.
It takes your breath away.

How do you feel, girl?
Invaded?

You whimper and nod.
I press in a little more.

Plundered?

Again, you nod.

Good girl, squeeze now.

You do.

That's my good girl, I say,
as I continue slowly fucking you.

Finally I pull out of your ass,
we're both humming with energy,
if I slapped your gaping pussy now,
if I touched you with a vibrator
you'd come
and I'm ready too,
my cock so hard it aches.

I say:
Much as I'd love to see my sperm
leaking out of that pretty ass
I have to keep my edge.

I prop you up
on the bed
face down,
using pillows until your
ass is lifted about two feet off the bed
and your head
rests on the bed itself.
I blindfold you again now
and use the wrist cuffs
to secure your arms
above your head.
I fasten the ankle cuffs together.
I pick up the cane
and whip it through the air,
once,
twice,
so you hear it whistle.

You want this, do you not,
my little pain slut?

It takes you a long time to squeak out your
answer:
yes, sir.

I say:
I give you this last opportunity
to stop now,
we can stop now.
If we continue
I will promise you
that there will be no quarter,
tears,
begging,
will only encite my cruelty.
Do you wish to continue?

You do not, perhaps cannot, answer.
I come around so that I can see your face
tenderly brushing back your hair,
removing the blindfold
so we have eye contact.
We look at each other
finally you whisper:

do not make me say it.

I whisper too:

I'm afraid you must.

You look at me for the longest time
and then finally say:

Hurt me.
Please, hurt me.

I lean in and kiss you,
whispering endearments.
I put the blindfold back on.

I explain:
The marks will last 7 to 10 days,

the pain will be
intense now

and there will be a residual pain
that will not last quite as long
but will remind you
every waking hour
for the next few days
of who you are,
your courage,
how far you've gone.

I place my hand softly on your back
and whisper:

Do not anticipate the blows
with a reactive mind,
find now that place
where you relinquish control,
where there is no you,
where you suspend all else but the now,
where you submit to the sensations that will come,
where you accept them,
where you welcome them.

I step back to watch and wait
until I see the soft give,
see you let go.

There are 12.

the first one electrifies you.

You pant.

I wait for your breathing to settle.

The second one takes your breath again
and a squeezed sound escapes
a plaintive oh and then as you calm
a wistful soft no.
This has happened to you before,
so intense,
you think you remember how intense,
you think you want it again,
you do want it again
but when it happens
you do not believe you can bear it.

As if I have read your mind
I whisper:

You can
You can bear it and you will.
And so the third follows,
and the fourth, fifth, sixth, seventh
and you sob constantly
and wail when the eighth falls on you,
burning away all else
but this pain,
this now,
you being caned,
beaten by this man,
there is no resistance left,
no you left to resist
and I could almost pity you
but I
who am kind,
who am a gentle man,
can also be cruel, sexually cruel,
and this supremely transgressive
action
has caught me in it's web as well.

Yes, there is still a rational consciousness
that can rise to the surface to protect
if necessary
but it is not necessary
and I strike again
and it is
as if
you
I
the blow
are all one.

3 to go
I tell you
although I do not know if you hear.

I look for a moment
at my work,
our art,
you there sobbing,
befowled with tears
and mucous,
pretty ass,
pretty thighs,
livid,
welted
and say:

These last three will be harder.

And I give you the 10th
and it is harder
as is the 11th,
and the final one
is the hardest yet.
Will you truly scream, sweet one?

I watch for a while
as you lie there lost
and
then I undo your wrists
and take off your blindfold.
I caress your face a moment.

Brave girl, I whisper.

You nod,
you open your mouth
without being told,
all you can manage.

I rub my cock on your face.

It doesn't take long,
the hot sperm
shooting into your open mouth
and on your face.

I lean back and look at you.