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Posted by NakMuay on Mon 16 Jul 07, 12:45 PM
Tom pulled the car into the drive and took a deep breath in order to compose himself. He looked malevolently across the car at his girlfriend Laura who was still, unbelievably, nagging on. It hadn't been his fault they'd got lost on the way back from lunch with her parents, she hadn't given him enough notice to safely make the turning, and he was damned if he was going to risk both their lives by attempting a u-turn in the middle of a busy A road. And so he'd had to take the next turning and got hideously lost in the countryside for two hours, which now meant she was late for her shift. And he was sorry about that, but what is it with her? Does she really think that continually trying to make him feel bad was going to get her to work any faster? Her nagging had evolved in his head to a continuous blur - she had gone on so much, he couldn't even make out the individual words anymore. He slammed his hand down on the steering wheel. “Enough!” he told her, staring violently into her eyes. “What do you mean enough?” she said. “I've had enough of being late for work because you can't follow directions!” Something inside of Tom snapped. Laura was such a sweet, loving girl most of the time, but often after they'd been to see her parents she seemed to go into 'little girl' mode, pawing for attention by being a continual pain in the arse.
Tom got out of the car and strode purposefully towards the passenger side. He opened the door and grabbed his girlfriend roughly by the arm. “What the fuck are you doing!?!” she cried. “Get off my arm right now!!” Tom didn't give her protestations the slightest heed. He lent over her and unbuckled her seatbelt, before dragging her by her arm and leg from the vehicle. Laura tried to fight her way free from him, but he held her fast. Over the road he saw the curtains of the Henderson's house twitch slightly. Well let them fucking watch. He wasn't putting up this from Laura any longer. Tom frog marched Laura towards their front door as she continued to protest. He fumbled briefly for his keys, ignoring the increasingly violent stream of abuse that was flooding out of her mouth. She could say what she liked – it wasn't going to change a thing. Tom pulled her though the doorway and headed straight to the living room. He was going to deal with her on the sofa. “Tom what are you doing?” Laura asked, with a tone that had a pleading quality to it, which had been absent previously. “Why are you taking me through here?” Tom didn't even turn to look at her when she spoke. Laura was going to learn her fate through his actions, not his words.
They reached the black leather sofa that formed the centrepiece of their front room. Tom and Laura had shared many happy nights together on the sofa, watching films, eating takeaway and making love. But this was one experience Laura wouldn't be remembering fondly. Tom sat quickly down onto the sofa, pulling his charge with him as he went. She stumbled slightly and he used this opportunity to grip her around the waist with his spare hand and pull her into place over his knee. Suddenly the reality of the situation seemed to dawn on Laura and her struggles intensified as she wriggled furiously in his lap. Her summer dress twisted up as she struggled, partially revealing her attractive white panties underneath. “Let me go this minute!!!!” she screamed. “What the fuck are you doing to me?!?” Well there was on question Tom could answer for her. He grabbed both her slender wrists in one of his hands, and pulled her arms up behind her back and away from her backside. Tom lifted his left hand high up in the air and brought it directly down into the centre of his girlfriend' bottom.
The crack from the impact filled the room with its intensity, only to be replaced by the loudness of Laura's indignant squeal. “How dare you hit me you fucking bastard!” she screamed at him. “I'm going to get you nicked you fucking cunt!” Tom responded with a flurry of 8 hard spanks, moving alternately between each cheek, striking the centre each time, despite her wriggling presenting him with a constantly moving target. “If you keep swearing at me Laura.” He said, in a calm, firm voice. “Then you can receive the rest of your spanking on your bare bottom.” Laura squirmed again his grip and brought her head closer to his leg, before trying to bite him through his trousers. “Right young lady!” Tom said, infuriated. “You obviously don't deserve having the dignity of your panties any longer!” He reached swiftly up underneath her dress and tore her white panties down to her knees. Laura's pale slim buttocks were revealed, already showing a slight pink tinge at the centre of each cheek from the spanks she had thus far received. They were going to be a different colour entirely by the time Tom was done.
Tom raised his hand once more and continued with her spanking. The nakedness of her skin gave the crack from the impact a new, visceral quality. Tom moved up and down Laura's bottom, still going from side to side but also striking the top of her ass and moving down to the sweet spot between the end of her bottom and her thighs. He worked at a fast pace and Laura was unable to formulate the complaints she wished to as each vicious spank left her gasping for breath. “Ow….ow…owwwwwww!” she managed to get out as he lessened the pace after about 30 strokes. Tom began to lecture his girlfriend as he spanked her, punctuating each point he made with a powerful smack. “Laura I will never compromise our safety under any circumstances.” He began, whilst Laura gasped underneath him. “I'm sorry you're late for work, but it is better to be late than dead in a car accident.” Tom gave her four hard spanks on the thighs to forced this point home to her. “I love you more than you will ever know, but I will not tolerate the verbal abuse you have just put me through for the past two hours.” Tom heard slight sobs come from Laura, as the hard spanks delivered all over her backside began to take their toll. Her bottom was now bright red all over, he had not left one inch of her ass unspanked. “If you ever, EVER, treat me like that again then this is precisely where you will end up. Am I understood?” Tom delivered a spank to the centre of her bottom, covering both cheeks. “Am I understood?” At this Tom paused his girlfriends punishment, and rubbed his hand lightly over her burning red ass.
Laura's sobs were quite audible now. She turned her head and faced him as much as she could – her makeup was streaked from the tears that were forming in his eyes. “I…I….” She stammered, still unable to fully collect herself. “Please….no more…I can't take it…” Tom looked firmly into her eyes. “So you're still unable to bring yourself to apologise to me?” Tom wasn't entirely surprised at her stubbornness. He'd allowed this side of her personality to develop for far too long in their relationship. It was going to take something more severe than a spanking to get through to her. “Right.” He said, releasing her arms as he did so. Laura's hands immediately went to her ass and began to attempt to rub the sting from it. Tom lifted her lithe body easily from his lap and stood her up whilst she continued to rub. Tom stood her before him and looked down upon her, holding her shoulders. “Right then Laura. Seeing as you aren't prepared to apologise for your behaviour yet, I am going to punish your further.” Laura visibly shook underneath his grip. “No! Please! I'm… I'm…” Tom let out a hard laugh. “You still can't bring yourself to say it can you? After all this? Right, get over that sofa!” Tom threw her roughly over the end of the sofa, so her still bare bottom presented itself. Using his weight to pin her down with one hand, he unhooked his belt with the other. Laura turned to see him folding the belt in half, “NO!!! Don't use that on me!” she pleaded desperately. “I'm sorry, please!” Tom looked sternly down at her. “You had your chance to apologise just a minute ago Laura. And you failed to do so. Which is why you are going to get 10 strokes from my belt on your bare backside. You can save your apology for when your punishment is complete.” Laura shook her head violently. “No Tom, please, don't, I'm sorrrryyy!!!” Tom shook his head right back at her. “Any more complaints from you and I will add six strokes to your sentence. You are going to be punished. I suggest you accept that with a little bit of dignity, before you make it any worse for yourself.” Laura finally seemed to accept the finality of his decision, and burst into tears on the end of the couch. Amazingly though she slowly, but surely, she lifted her bottom into the air, presenting herself for her punishment. Tom was shocked, but incredibly proud of her – he knew that deep down she was still the wonderful girl he had fallen for.
Tom raised his left arm high once more and delivered Laura's first stroke of the belt onto her right cheek. She yelped and pushed her hips forward onto the sofa as the pain registered upon her. “Lift your bottom up Laura” he commanded her. “You will present your bottom properly for each stroke.” Laura whimpered upon hearing this instruction, but composed herself and slowly poked her ass upwards once more. Tom delivered her second stroke to her left cheek and again she yelped, and burrowed her bottom away from the punishment. Tom opened his mouth to chastise her, but she was learning – after just a couple of seconds she controlled herself and lifted her butt to receive what was coming to her. Tom ran his hand lightly over her ass, where two angry red welts were beginning to form. Laura shivered as his fingers ran along the lines of her punishment, but maintained her position as much as she could. Tom delivered 3 strokes in rapid succession to the crease at the bottom of her backside, without giving her time to recover before lashing the next stroke in. The pain from the build up of 3 strokes on the trot overtook Laura's ability to control herself and she cried out. “OW, OW OWWW!” Tom ran his hand over the crease of her bottom which was rapidly turning a deep crimson. “Easy sweetheart…You're halfway there.” he whispered. “Lift it up for me again.” Laura sobbed in deep breaths, but did as she was told.
Tom lashed her again, this time landing the belt squarely in the middle of her bottom, so the pain went into both of her buttocks. Laura gasped, but quickly moved her bottom back into its rightful position. She knew that this was the only way to get her punishment over and done with as quickly as possible. Tom gave her the next two strokes upon the tender flesh at the top of her thighs – the pain from this was excruciating and brought racking sobs from Laura, but again she fought to present her backside for her final stroke. Tom lifted the belt as high as he could and delivered it with full venom to the centre of her backside. The power of it coursed through Laura like electricity and she jolted under his grip, almost powerfully enough to break it. Tom kept her secure and released her of his own accord. Laura stayed over the end of the sofa, crying softly to herself and running her fingers over her bottom, trying to define the welts which now covered the majority of it. Tom looked down at his girlfriend. “Now, do you have anything to say to me Laura?” he asked, the tone of his voice letting her know that there was far more to come her way if she didn't toe the line.
Laura her head round to face him with tear-streaked eyes, naked backside still presented over the sofa. “Yes, Tom. I'm so sorry for having a go at you.” She spoke softly, looking deep into his eyes as she did so, letting him know that she meant it. “You were just making sure I was safe and you didn't deserve all that abuse….. I've been a real bitch haven't I?” As Laura finished her sentence, tears overcame her and she turned back to the sofa, sobbing into her arms. Tom rushed over to her, picked her up in his arms and held her close. He carried her to the sofa and sat her on his lap whilst she cried softly into his shoulder. Tom placed soft kisses on Laura's cheek and rubbed his hand soothingly over her back. “OK sweetie, it's all over now.” He told her whilst lifting her head up to kiss her firmly on the lips. “I'm sorry I had to do that babe, but you really didn't leave me with any other way of getting you to listen.” Laura held him tight to her. “I know….I don't know what comes over me sometimes…” Tom hugged her back, losing himself in the wonderful smell and texture of her hair. He ran his hand down her back and over her bottom, inspecting the welts he had created on her. Laura shivered again, but her movement had a slightly different nature than when she had been bent over the sofa – did he sense some excitement within her? He ran his hands back over the welts. Laura gasped as he touched them and wriggled herself closer to him. Tom smiled to himself and decided to check what he pretty much knew now anyway. Somehow, through all of this, his girlfriend had got horny as hell.
Tom ran his finger along the line of her pussy which was, just as he had suspected, slick with the juices of her excitement. As he did so Laura pulled his neck to her mouth and ran kisses up and down it. His girlfriend's attentiveness and just the sheer sluttiness of her arousal turned Tom on deeply. His cock grew hard and he ached to be inside of her. Tom took Laura off his lap and leaned her back against the sofa. She stared at him suggestively and pulled the top of her dress down to reveal the firm swell of her breasts underneath her bra. Tom tore down the bra and bit deep into her left aureole. Laura gasped, but he compensating for the pain by rubbing smoothly in a circular motion over her clit. Laura sighed, and thrust her pelvis towards to his touch. Tom loved the way she never hid the amount of pleasure she got from sex and from him. He kissed her deeply, forcing his tongue into her mouth whilst increasing the tempo with which he stroked her pussy. Laura kissed him back initially but the waves of pleasure emanating from her clitoris overtook her and she thrust herself back, eyes closed and gasping for air.
Laura's pussy was soaked with her own juices. Tom could feel the wetness of her hole with his little finger and considered penetrated her digitally but decided against it. He wanted his cock to be the first thing inside her. Tom released Laura's clitoris, but took her hand and put it between her legs in his place. Laura took to her task with great enthusiasm, rubbing around the hole of her pussy and teasing her clit between her fingers. Tom dropped his trousers and pants and flung his t-shirt to the nether regions of the living room. He grabbed his girlfriend by the hips and pulled her towards him. His cock pressed against the wetness of her pussy and he kept it there, rubbing it slightly against her. Laura continued to stroke her clit and looked pleadingly at him. “Put it in Tom…. Please…. Come inside of me.” Tom smiled and leant forward to kiss her on the lips, before thrusting his hips forward and sliding smoothly into her like a knife through butter. The sheer warmth of his girlfriend's pussy shocked him slightly and he moaned softly in pleasure. Tom began to fuck his girlfriend firmly and rhythmically, maintaining close eye contact with her as she stroked her clitoris, striving to get every last bit of pleasure out of the situation that she could. Laura really was incredibly wet and he could see the orgasm building in her eyes within just a couple of minutes of fucking her. Tom increased the power and the tempo of his fucking, lifting her hips up and off the sofa so he could pound down into her pussy effectively. His balls began to slap again the welts at the bottom of her backside and she groaned in recognition and remembrance. Laura's pussy stroking had taken on a frenetic edge to it now, he could tell she was soooo close. He lifted her up further and fucked her as powerfully as he could, using his legs and back to push his cock as far as he could into her pussy. He felt the space around his cock contract and Laura moaned loudly, releasing her clitoris and wrapping her hands deep into her own hair. The site of his girlfriends pleasure tipped Tom over his own edge and he felt his orgasm build and explode through the end of his cock, making his mind shake and his body soar. Tom gasped and dug his fingers deep into Laura's thighs. He looked down at his sated girlfriend, who was still squirming slightly in post-coital bliss. He smiled at her before leaning over to her and kissed her long and slow on the mouth. They lay together on the couch for nearly an hour after that, each just listening to the other breathe.
Edited Wed 30 Jul 08, 12:45 AM by NakMuay
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16 Jul 07, 2:00 PM
Crystal_Eyes
UK(SA), 2 yrs
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Wow - fantastic story... loved it 
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16 Jul 07, 9:47 PM
simonelibra
UK, 2 yrs
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its about time, Tamer
its been too long since you wrote the last one
love it
simone XX Do not follow the path, go where there is no path to begin the trail - Ashanti Proverb
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24 Aug 07, 5:16 PM
anna_palin
UK, 18 mths |
Describes very well the interplay between the compulsion for BDSM with the emotional interaction fundamental in power exchange. AND had the desired effect!
Want me to translate it into 8 languages?
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25 Aug 07, 10:37 PM
NakMuay
UK(BN), 21 mths
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gorgeous wrote:
Describes very well the interplay between the compulsion for BDSM with the emotional interaction fundamental in power exchange. AND had the desired effect!
Want me to translate it into 8 languages?
G xx
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Na, your all good g.  Glad you liked it though. x
The heart knows reasons that reason knows nothing of.
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3 Nov 07, 5:35 PM
anna_palin
UK, 18 mths |
More weblogs please Mr Tamer! X |
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