Establishing a pattern for reward and punishment is an important part of the way I play… it’s the kink that turns me on the most… so having this toy that will let me play my way is invaluable. I’m great at putting myself to the side to serve others, but not so great at making sure my own personal needs are met. As I write this, thinking on this event brings warm tingles to my pussy, sensitive tremors to my nipples, and a coolness to my face… it feels unreal, but I know it was real and not the ramblings of a mad woman…
I could tell he was excited and anxious to get to the punishment session by his messages. Asking what he should do to prepare… if there was anything he should know or be ready for… so I decided to tell him to be ready when I got there to go to dinner. To be ready meant showered and thoroughly cleaned for potential anal play, to choose a pair of darker lace panties, and to be fully dressed for dinner when I got there. I was timing my food through the day to make sure our dinner would fall in alignment with the way I have been eating lately, so it was important to me to have some food in front of me by 6:30pm to stay on track.
I’m glad he was so eager because his questions made me think of things from other angles… and while I knew my plan for the night, he had no clue… so his questions made sense, so when he said sorry for asking so many questions, I was reminded of another pet peeve of mine… inappropriate or useless sorries… so I told him I was going to place a punishment around sorries, at which point, he decided to be a smart ass and say sorry 3 extra times, with one being an eyelashes batting blushy sorry via fucking video, while I was still trying to determine the punishment structure… so I put them in their own category and gave each sorry a multiple of 3, lol… he was not expecting that at all, which made me giggle… gotta keep brats on their toes, in my opinion. Now he was up to 1 punishment from locking the door on me and 9 sorries… slightly less intense versus a traditional punishment and also made it to where I always choose the implement. Brat tamer engaged, lol…
The day was just crawling by… slowly… slowly… and then it was time to go. PapaBear had a date with his girlfriend, so he dropped me off on the way, which has become a normal flow for us due to Rope Thursdays. I wore a flowing skirt, a top with see through lace running through it, and some maroon 3 inch wedges. I climbed the stairs expecting to get to the door and see a well dressed man ready for dinner… instead, I walked in to his puppy having an accident and him running around bare ass naked… can we say punishment #2? I also ended up briefly seeing him get the panties on while I was assisting with the puppy and thought, well, my surprise is ruined… sigh… but at least I get to hit him again, lol… he apologized, which was warranted, so did not get any sorries, and finished getting ready for dinner.
I allowed him to get the doors for me here and there, knowing that it brings him joy to do little things for me. On our walk to the restaurant, he crossed in front of me and "sorry" slipped out of his mouth, making me giggle...that's 12 sorries so far, in such a short period of time, he had escalated to 2 punishments and 12 sorries without ever feeling one of my punishment swings. The level of power in that was making my pussy tingle, which felt really nice. He went to the front and tried to get us a table, but they were only taking reservations ... no worries for me, since I had planned my eating schedule really well. The second restaurant we went to only had a 20 minute wait so we decided to walk and chat and look through some of the nearby stores. Dinner was delicious and we took desert to go, so we would have something sweet to snack on during aftercare. My favorite part of the night was literally sitting across the table from him at dinner watching his expressions when I would say teasing things about the sorries or the punishments or the rest of the evening I had planned.
As we got back to his place, I realized that we had skipped one of my planned activities because of the situation that caused punishment #2... oh, well... maybe another time... maybe never again, lol... Just the thought made me even more pleased that he had punishments for me to dole out. Anyway, walking into the room, I started to get naked and pulled lotion out of my bag. I then told him that I wanted a focused butt and leg massage. He dribbled cold lotion on my bum and started massaging my butt with his hands, then my hamstrings. As I was laying there enjoying the pressure, he changed it up and used his face to massage my body. Different pressure rolled across my body depending on if it was his chin or nose or forehead pressed against me.
He shifted to my upper back after a little while cuz I requested the shift after he did so good with my butt and thighs. I am really into great pressure with my massages and most people just don't start off firm enough, but his pressure felt amazing. I turned my head and look up at him as he starts to lean in and I kiss his soft lips, covered in lotion. I could taste the lotion as we kissed, but its one of those paraben free aloe based lotions, so it didn't taste bad. We kissed a few more times and then I reminded him that he supposed to be massaging my back. He finished rubbing all the lotion in and I felt so relaxed and ready to step it up to the next phase.
I told him to strip off his clothes, all of them, even his panties. When you are getting punishment, you get to stand in front of me naked and bare, so that I may render your apologies from your flesh. Muahahahahaha... I asked if he wanted to use any of his reward points now that he can see the implements I chose and he declined... His eyes slightly down cast, like a good sub, ready for my tongue lashing. I inquired on what created the punishment and he was so nervous he couldn't bring it to mind. I reminded him about locking the car before I got to the handle and stopping me from wanting to do the things I want to do. Then I asked about the second punishment and again he was drawing a blank. How quickly he forgot that he was not ready to go to dinner when I got to his place, ruining my surprise and the first activity I had planned. How dare he not follow my instructions after asking me for them. How disrespectful! Then I had him lay on the bed, face down and leaned in really close to make sure I had clear consent before I swung the paddle...
Foxy: Hey there, princess, before we take this next step, do you consent to me hitting you with this paddle...
Princess: yes ma'am...
Foxy: Do you consent to me hitting you with it as hard as I deem fit for you stopping me from doing what I want and you not listening to what I said...
Princess: yes ma'am...
Foxy: That's all the consent I need...
I held the wooden paddle with the holes, high, then swung down hard. His body tensed for a moment, then as it started to relax, I swung it the second time, same damn spot... that's what you get, fucking bratty princess... mmmmmm... then I got out one of his other toys for the sorries and quickly wapped him 12 times... way less intense than the paddle, but the paddle pain was still there for it to layer over. I leaned in and asked what he thought and he stated that he didn't like punishments... which made me laugh, cuz you aren't supposed to like getting punished... that's why they are punishments... they are meant to change behavior... He said he really liked Monday's playtime so much more and I explained that we can definitely play that way, but that is for a planned scene and funishments... not actual punishment for fucking up...
It was such a release to feel the paddle smack into his ass... and the color that immediately popped was beautiful. Pink and almost crimson on his pasty pale skin... mmmm... I started to caress his ass, lightly petting the pink tones, then told him to roll over. Watching him roll over onto his newly marked ass made me giggle because I know how it feels to lay on a freshly beaten ass... once, he was “comfortable”, I commented on his cock being a little deflated, probably due to the pain... then I started to pet it and saw him start to get hard. I grabbed his ankles and pushed his legs into the air to check out his asshole. I then set his legs down and grabbed the butt plug and the lube, then set them on the bed next to me and had him help hold his legs in the air as I lubed up the plug and inserted it into his ass... he let out a little gasp and his cock became super hard, so I just had to put him in my mouth... as soon as my mouth touched his cock, he let out a moan like a little whore, which got me excited and I started to lick and tease and suck, while I lightly wiggled the plug with my finger... he kept moaning as I played and then I could feel his body getting ready to cum, so I started to fuck his cock with my mouth until he came 6 swallows worth of cum... mmmmmmm... the plug popped out as he was orgasming and I ended up taking it to the sink to clean before snuggling and kissing and petting and scritching him while he lay next to me.
After a little while, it was time to take me home, so we got in his truck and he drove me. We kissed and he headed home for the night. Walking into my bedroom, my PapaBear was waiting and calling me his little trophy slut. I walked to the bathroom and brushed my teeth before hopping into bed. He started to kiss me and grope me and play with me, asking how it went. When I told him that I had swallowed 6 times during his load delivery, he said I was his little cum whore and his trophy cream puff, then his cream whore and that he was going to fuck me so good that he filled my other hole so I would be stuffed with cream from both ends. I orgasmed repeatedly as he had me repeat back to him that I was his cream whore and that I loved taking all the loads I could get, at which point he exploded inside me, claiming his trophy slut and foxy girl....mmmm... played with a slutty princess, then got fucked by my Fuckmonster... such a wonderful dream come to life...