1. Anyone for Tennis, Dennis? Ch. 15


    Date: 2/5/2024, Categories: BDSM Author: byNikki_Kernovii, Source: Literotica 

    ... no gap now.

Each slap was followed swiftly by the next.

SLAP,SLAP,SLAP

Oh gods I was sooooo hot.

The next run was even lower and as the slippers traversed my burning bottom the slide at the end of the slap, stroked over my protruding labia, between my thighs.

OH GODS!

THAT HAD ME RIGHT ON THE EDGE!

But, of course, the next stroke, moved to the left.

I was focused like a laser, waiting, waiting, SLAP, SLAP, SLAP, SLAP,SLAP!

Reverse direction. SLAP, SLAP, SLAP, SLAP,SLAP.

AAAAAANNNNNNDDDD. There! Right there!

Ahhhhhhhhh!

I think I might have cried out.

I came.

Emma later told me that there was a cheer from the onlookers.

At the time I could not hear it for the blood whooshing in my ears.

With my head down and my bottom up, post orgasm, and my bottom on fire, I felt quite light-headed.

The slippers carried on SLAPPING my tender butt.

For some reason, they suddenly hurt more.

I doubt that Dennis had turned the switch, so could only conclude that with the rush of my orgasm, the pain felt different. It was no longer as arousing. It almost really hurt.

Almost.

Fortunately, Dennis did not leave me long before he turned the machine off.

I relaxed over the bench to catch my breath.

Wow!

I shuddered.

WOW!

When I felt Dennis reach his hand to mine, I tried to stand. My legs felt like jelly. I clung to him.

I realised that I probably looked just like the girl I had seen earlier, when she was helped off the ...
    ... spanking bench.

I buried my face in his shoulder. Blushing. The heat on my face matched the heat from my rear.

Dennis gently led me away from the toys display area. He supported me until I was a bit less wobbly.

I waited until we were well away before I stopped hiding against him and looked around.

We had arrived near the bar, where Dennis had the grace to buy me a decent drink.

I gulped it down.

"You enjoy the machine, little one?" He asked, gently.

"Yes." I admitted, quietly. "More than I thought I would."

"Bon." Dennis nodded, his face breaking into his gorgeous smile. "Good. I am pleased my little one is pleased."

I liked it when I could make him smile like that.

There was so much more that evening. So many different clothes being worn and a lot for sale. So many tools and equipment for pain and pleasure and other enjoyment being demonstrated, and some for sale. So many strange machines. So many strange people.

We watched a number of demonstrations. Dennis and Mike talked to lots of people. Emma introduced me to a few other subbys, who we chatted to; sharing our mutual pleasure in pain and joy in submission.

But at least I, well maybe I should say... Both Emma and I, were spared any further pain, humiliation or indeed fun.

In the early hours of the next morning, during our drive home, Dennis seemed a little distracted. As if his mind was elsewhere.

He wasn't teasing me. He barely did more than hold me close to his side.

"What's ...
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