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Success or Failure? (1)

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Posted by melody_A on Sun 12 Mar 06, 5:02 PM to melody_A's blog.

This morning – waking with his arms around me. Snuggling closer, pushing my bottom towards his growing cock. Being turned over suddenly and violently, entering me quickly, harshly – still half asleep.

Head pushed hard into the pillow whilst smacked hard, over and over.

Hear the 'click' of the cupboard door. He gets a cane out.

Hard strokes on taut buttocks.

“Eight hard strokes” he tells me. I whimper.

I collapse after two or three. The eight starts afresh. I collapse again.

I'm feeling a failure, it's only eight. Why can't I stay still for eight? I'm getting frustrated and angry. He starts again, and again and again.

Eventually we succeed. Angry welts are growing.

I am disappointed – upset with myself.

He is delighted. Telling me over and over that my getting on my knees repeatedly was true submission. Telling how exciting it is to see me struggle and return to position. Telling me that I'm a great success – kissing my tears away.

Then loving me tenderly until I cry again.

I didn't 'fail'......

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12 Mar 06, 5:04 PM mollie UK(CR), 8 yrs

melody_A wrote: This morning – waking with his arms around me. Snuggling closer, pushing my bottom towards his growing cock. Being turned over suddenly and violently, entering me quickly, harshly – still half asleep. Head pushed hard into the pillow whilst smacked hard, over and over. Hear the 'click' of the cupboard door. He gets a cane out. Hard strokes on taut buttocks. “Eight hard strokes” he tells me. I whimper. I collapse after two or three. The eight starts afresh. I collapse again. I'm feeling a failure, it's only eight. Why can't I stay still for eight? I'm getting frustrated and angry. He starts again, and again and again. Eventually we succeed. Angry welts are growing. I am disappointed – upset with myself. He is delighted. Telling me over and over that my getting on my knees repeatedly was true submission. Telling how exciting it is to see me struggle and return to position. Telling me that I'm a great success – kissing my tears away. Then loving me tenderly until I cry again. I didn't 'fail'...... you certainly didn't - to go back till it's over demands comlete concentration - and complete desire to do what He wants Phinh. Neque porro quisquam est qui dolorem ipsum quia dolor sit amet, consectetur, adipisci velit..(There is no one who loves pain itself, who seeks after it and wants to have it, simply because it is pain...")