Birthday Spanking - Sex Stories

Birthday Spanking

... begging will be ignored until your punishment is finished, understood?"

"Yes, ma'am," he responded, brimming with excitement.

She smiled at his respectful response. She rather enjoyed this new power she felt over him. "Very well, now remove your clothes and bend over my lap," she ordered. He obeyed and laid over her lap. His hard penis pressed into her stocking-covered leg. She lovingly caressed his back and bottom, moving her fingers between his legs, brushing his balls, and stroking his penis.

He arched his bottom up and spread his legs, allowing her access to anything she wanted. "Are you ready?" she asked.

"Mmm, yes, ma'am," he moaned. She began slapping his ass, starting slowly and increasing the intensity over time until she was forcefully spanking him one after another, giving him delicious smacks all over his ass until both his ass and her hand were throbbing.

She picked up the wooden spoon and rubbed his ass with it, letting him know what was coming before delivering several stinging strikes. He arched his bottom up to meet the spoon, enjoying the sharp sting. She spread one cheek at a time and focused the head of the spoon on the inner part of them. She continued to spank his sensitive areas, sometimes landing directly on his hole. He moaned loudly from the delicious pain in his intimate areas.

She set the spoon down. "You seem to really be enjoying this, honey. You've been such a good boy for me, but it's time for the hairbrush now," she said ...

... softly. She picked up the heavy hairbrush, rubbed his stinging ass with the smooth, hard wood, and started spanking him again. The pain was much more intense, and it wasn't long before he started squirming around on her lap. She held him tighter to her as she continued to smack his ass without a break for two full minutes. She set the hairbrush down and gently caressed his hot bottom, which is getting very red now with some bruising starting to show.

"Now get up on the bed and get in position for the belt," she ordered. He obediently climbed off her lap and got on his knees on the bed. He bent forward, supporting himself on his elbows. He was acutely aware of how vulnerable he was with his penis and balls hanging visibly between his legs. He heard the belt buckle jingle as she picked it up behind him and felt the leather touch his ass as she lined up her swing. The belt briefly left his ass, and came down hard, cutting through the air loudly, landing across his cheeks. The searing pain surprised him. This was so much more painful than he imagined in his fantasies. As he was processing the pain, a second and third landed.

He struggled to handle it as the whipping continued. For the first time, he thought of using the slow down safe word but gritted his way through. Red welts began to form on his beaten ass as she was swinging the belt with full force, following through with each stroke.

Once she reached fifty, she suddenly stopped. He was breathing hard and whimpering, ...