The Well-Adjusted And Beautiful Police Lady In Love With Sex, Spanking, And Switching. - Sex Stories

The Well-Adjusted And Beautiful Police Lady In Love With Sex, Spanking, And Switching.

... dressing table and sat on it. My bum hurt, but nowhere near the limit of my tolerance. I smiled at Nancy.

“How do I look?” I said. “I think a long session with this little whip will desensitise the bum to the cane. How about giving me twelve more with the whip and making them hard, please?”

“John, are you sure? Your bum looks awful sore!”

“Please,” I said, “The whip makes me feel horny (it did!) Are you ready for me after the twelve strokes?”

“Yes, of course,” she replied. “I can’t wait.”

I bent back over the bed. The twelve whip strokes landed hard and fast but added little to the sting in my well-thrashed bum. As they landed, I was fantasising about having my balls drained by the lovely Nancy!

As soon as the last stroke landed, I got up and took Nancy in my arms. I reached back to her bottom, which I grabbed with both hands.

“Let me give this bottom a good seeing-to and then a whipping, or would you rather have it the other way round?” I asked.

Nancy replied, “I want sex again. So let’s do that and see about a whipping once I have enjoyed sex.”

She got into position for a doggy-style coupling. I had a raging erection and did the needful. We had a mutual orgasm within a minute and I remained hard within her, still thrusting away. Nancy had at least one more orgasm.

As the orgasm died away, Nancy took her weight on her elbows, legs still well apart, and said, “Give me twelve strokes with the whip, please. Don’t hold back. Make sure they leave ...

... marks.”

I gave her the twelve strokes with what I thought was moderate force. Little grey lines appeared on her rump, and she let out a few small yelps.

After the last strokes, she stood up, rubbing her bum, and said, “It stings. My bum is so hot. This whip is just great for a long whipping, and then a caning to see if I react similarly to you. But not tonight. We have the rest of the weekend ahead!”

“Darling, lie on the bed and I will take care of you again,” I replied. I fingered her G spot and nibbled at her clitoris. Nancy was in seventh heaven, shaking with reaction and moaning in delight.

“We have plenty of time to work out the best way to have a hard ‘spanking’ session,” I said. “It may not be a caning. I have been reading that nerve damage can result from caning and that infection risks could follow breaking the skin. The caning you gave me tonight did not hurt as much as it did during earlier canings, but the marks are worse.”

“Perhaps it’s a warning sign. The little whip may be our best way forward if we need a heavy session. There’s a limit to what we can take and we need to recover!”

“John,” she replied. “This is just magic. The caning or whipping, whatever, hurts like hell, but I always have orgasms, even during it. The sting doesn’t last long.”

“It may if I give you a longer whipping,” I replied. “We can find out later.”

“It’s so different,” Nancy replied. “When my dad punished me, it was humiliating, and I was upset. But I knew I deserved ...