It’s Panda, Miss Dementia If You’re Nasty

The Man doesn’t spank me regularly, even though I deserve it, but when he does… he MORE than makes up for lost time. I think he’s a bit sadistic in the fact that he seems to enjoy testing my pain thresholds through spanking or biting, seeing just how much I can take, seeing just how red my skin becomes, but he swears he’s not – that he only does it because I like it. Either way, last night I was his naughty little slut and I got everything that was coming to me.

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My honey is vanilla. My honey is taking VERY quickly to spanking. My honey made me get down on my knees while he wailed on me. And then he made me squirt. It was HOT and I pray he does it again soon!

… but please feel free to spank me if the need arises…  I’m ready for you.  ;)

My Irish goddess.  Flaming red hair.  Beautiful green eyes.  Perfect pale skin.  Skin that shows marks and bruises easily.  She always asked for more, though.  Harder.  New implements of pain.  She got bored with my hands fairly quickly.  I tried a spatula.  Not enough, she said.  Went through bamboo canes, a riding crop, a few different paddles… nothing satisfied her.  She lived for the marks I left on her body.  Though I was afraid to hurt her, her cries of ecstasy mixed with pain always kept me going, kept me hard as a rock.

This time, I pulled out all the stops and included a MagnaStrap and a cat o’ nine tails in our play.  I held back at first, but as she begged for more, I went full force, alternating between the strap and the cat, not stopping until I began to draw blood.  After I got her worked up with a good spanking, it only took the slightest touch to her clit to make her cum – a screaming, writhing orgasm that left her a puddle on the bed.  After she got her senses back, she returned the favor with the most intense blow job I’d ever had, swallowing every bit of me that I expelled.  Looking back over her shoulder at the red stripes I had left, she smiled.  Kissing my tip lightly, she whispered, “Thank you,” rolled over onto her side, avoiding the sore welts on her beautiful back and ass, and fell asleep, finally satiated.

This story was originally part of a Microfantasy Monday post on “Suction” but I got such great feedback asking me to make it a macro that I acquiesced!  There are two parts now but more to come.  Be patient!

Part 1

As I returned home from my date, I didn’t think the night could have gone any better.  A first date is always nerve-wracking for me, as cool as I may play things, but it went really well, we got along great, and even though he gave me a very intense kiss when he dropped me off at home, I was a good girl and didn’t invite him up.  Didn’t want to be *too* forward on the first date, you know. 

Now as I climbed the stairs to my apartment, all I could think of was paying the babysitter, sending her home, and climbing into bed with a toy or two to take care of the throbbing in my clit.  His kiss really *was* that electrifying.  As I climbed the last step, my shoe slipped off so I steadied myself against my front door frame to put it back on.  With my head bent over close to the door, I could hear some sort of commotion coming from inside my apartment, it sounded like someone being slapped.

I was startled and frightened at first and I quickly stuck the key into the lock but paused as I realized I could pick out the sound of soft moaning and the soundtrack to my favorite porn DVD amongst the slapping sounds.  “The little bitch found my collection,” I thought to myself with a smirk.  I slowly and quietly turned the key in the lock and then the doorknob, anticipating the classic look or horror and embarrassment I would see on her face when she found she had been caught.

With the doorknob fully turned, I pushed the door open just a crack.  My front door opens into my living room and my tv is on the wall opposite the door.  Sure enough, on the screen was the best scene of my favorite DVD, a smoking hot Latina getting stuffed from both ends by 2 well-endowed studs.  And there, right in front of the tv, was the cute, innocent-looking babysitter, fucking herself with my large suction cup dildo, which was suctioned firmly to a dining room chair.

I watched her pert little breasts bounce up and down as she rode the cock and felt myself getting wet as I heard soft moans escape her lips.  With a big smile on my face, I pushed the door all the way open, stepped in, and closed the door with a bit of force behind me.  She jumped a bit at the sound of the door and whipped her head around to see me, but instead of the wide eyes and quick blush that I expected to see, her eyes stared at me steadily and she licked her lips, catching me deliciously off guard…

Part 2

“You’re not embarrassed you got caught?” I asked in disbelief.

She gave a little giggle and, still working herself up and down slowly on the 8” cock, said, “You can’t be stupid enough to think this was an accident.  It’s not like you came home early or anything.”

A slow smile crept across my face as I realized the planning that had gone into this and what her state of mind must have been while getting it all set up.  I turned around and locked the front door, then walked over to behind the chair she was on, quickly entwining the fingers of one hand into her long, blonde hair and wrapping the other hand firmly around her throat.  She gasped as I jerked her head back and ran my tongue from the base of her neck to her earlobe.

“So, tell me, you naughty bitch,” I demanded, “what is it that you want now?  What did you imagine would happen, in your innocent little fantasies?”

She whimpered softly as I tightened my grip on her throat and pulled her head back further.  “Did you think it would all just be fun and games?  Did you think we’d play a little round of ‘I lick you, you lick me’?  Or did you have any clue in that empty little head of yours that I would punish you severely for using my toy without permission?”

At the word “punish,” I squeezed her throat firmly and she made an effort to draw in a ragged breath.  I loosened my grip a bit and continued, “I will NOT make this easy on you.  But don’t worry, love, it won’t hurt TOO much, and if you’re a good girl, I may just let you cum.”

With that, my hand went from her throat to her hard nipple, pinching roughly and pulling upwards and I yanked up on her hair, forcing her to slide herself off of the dildo and into a standing position.  “Now, you’re going to be a good little whore for Miss Panda, aren’t you?”

She whimpered her assent and then yelped as I slapped her breast.
“No, no, no.  When I ask you a question, you say, ‘Yes, Miss Panda’ or ‘Yes, mistress.’  Do you understand?”

“Y-yes, mistress,” she replied, tears welling in her hazel eyes and her cute bottom lip quivering.

I stroked her breast comfortingly and released my tight grip on her hair.  “There now, that’s not so bad.  Now,” I cooed as I pulled the chair from between her legs and moved it to the side, “I want you down on all fours, ass up nice and high.”

Her eyes searched mine pleadingly for a few seconds, but with an encouraging tug on her hair she submitted and sank down to the floor.  Her pretty round ass quivered a bit as she arched her back and stuck it in the air.
“Higher, and keep your head up,” I demanded as I used my foot to spread her knees further apart.  She obeyed instantly, struggling to get her ass as high as possible.  When I was satisfied with her positioning, I reassured her.

“Good.  Very good.  Now you stay exactly like that while I go get a few other toys you seemed to have missed while you were searching for my collection.”

A visible shiver ran up her spine and I smacked her ass firmly with the palm of my hand before going into my bedroom, to the closet, and picking out the handful of instruments I would use on her.

When I returned to the living room, she was just as I had left her, head and ass lifted high, pussy deliciously exposed to me.  Though her face betrayed her fear, I could see the glimmer of her juices at the lips of her pussy.

Placing my toys on the coffee table, out of her eye line, I knelt in front of her face and looked deeply into her eyes.  “You’ve been a good girl so far, so here’s a little reward.”  I placed my hand under her chin and lifted her face a little more, bringing her lips to mine and kissing her with intensity.  She moaned softly as my tongue danced across hers.  I pulled away just as she began to kiss more insistently.  “Patience, love.  You need your punishment before you get any more pleasure.”

I smiled at the worried look on her face.  “Not so confident now, are you, you dirty slut?”  I chuckled to myself.  I was going to have fun with this one.