Bamboo Cane - Sex Stories

Bamboo Cane

... the instruments I will use in your discipline today." He lifted a paddle, oblong in shape and about eight inches at the widest point. Next, a longer, more narrow paddle with several holes in the body. "This one hits harder because the holes lessen air resistance." I was not looking forward to either of the paddles. He held a different flogger, larger and heavier than the one he used on my breasts. Then two long pieces of bamboo, one thin and sharp looking, the other almost as thick as my little finger. "I'm scared of those" I confess nervously. "Don't worry. I need you to get a little taste of each. It will be okay. Stand up and lay your whole body on the bench." He helped me keep my balance as I slowly stood and awkwardly positioned myself on the bench. I kept my face slightly turned down into the padding. I did not want to see what was coming. "Open your legs a little," he said. Was he going to include my pussy in the spanking? We hadn't discussed this, and I wasn't sure I could handle anything other than the flogger on my swollen labia. I was hoping he might penetrate me, so i opened my legs as wide as I could without falling off the bench. "See if you can guess which is which." The first was one of the paddles. He hit each of my cheeks separately, hard, then once or twice swatted both at once. It hurt enough that I couldn't help but move a little, but I was a good girl and always re-centered myself. He gave me one light smack on the back of my upper thigh and I ...

... squeaked. "Which was that?" "The paddle? I can't tell which one." "Good. The solid paddle. Now, the drilled paddle." The hit occurred unexpectedly, the moment just before he finished speaking, and I almost jumped up from the pain and surprise. "See? That one's wicked!" He laughed a little. "Don't worry, I just wanted to give you a little taste. We'll save that one for when you're ready." Next, he used the flogger. The suede was cool and heavy, and the pain was sort of thumpy rather than stingy. My ass was on fire. There was a pause and I heard him switch on the hitachi. He pressed the head to my exposed slit, and I pushed my hips up just enough so my clit was getting buzzed. I began to breath and moan while rocking my hips very slightly. The pleasure was intense, but I was still not close to cumming. Then I felt the tiniest tap of something over both my cheeks. It felt cool and wide. Keeping the vibe on my pussy, he began to tap my ass harder at a steady rhythm. I felt my orgasm start to approach. The tension in my body began to build. My heart pounded and I felt the wave spreading from my cunt to the top of my throat and my eyes started to water. "Please, hit me harder, please!" I begged. The stinging blows tripled the effect of the vibe on my clit. My orgasm was drowning me and I gave in and let it go. I began to sob and spasm against the vibe. I bawled into the upholstery, gasping for air. He lifted the implement but kept the vibe on me until my cries quieted. I lay on the bench, ...