Stilling waiting 4 punishment

Papa is still away but still unable to spank me. I am trying to behave today but it is so hard to do. when people are getting on my nerves. Corporal punishment is a kind of physical punishment that involves the deliberate infliction of pain as retribution for an offenses, or for the purpose of disciplining or reforming a wrongdoer, or to deter attitudes or behavior deemed unacceptable. The term usually refers to methodically striking the offender with an implement, whether in judicial, domestic, or educational settings. I know this is what I need but waiting for it is nerve wrecking. I wish he would hurry up and come home soon.

Waiting to be Punish

Today I just found for sure that I am in deep shit with my Papa. I kinda knew he would be mad because of my behavior but as usual I threw cautious to the wind and did what I wanted to do. Now my poor ass is going to pay dearly for my carelessness of the rules. I am very anxious to get the spanking over with but he will not be in town until Tuesday. The count down begins for Tuesday. "PUNISHMENT DAY"

Needing a Spanking

Today I know I was acting like a brat but I could not help myself. My dom is away and I am just acting out. like they say when the cat away the mice will play.
"We tend to think of the erotic as an easy, tantalizing sexual arousal. I speak of the erotic as the deepest life force, a force which moves us toward living in a fundamental way." - Audre Lorde

An Adult Spanking

Black Thong with a Spanking

Written by: Tossiah Haynes

As I sashay across the room in my black corset and black thong, body is teasing your mind of hot steamy sex. My body is glistening from baby oil, and the light shows my perky ample breast in their entire luster. You start licking your soft, pussy-eating lips, lusting and drooling after my voluptuous body. Your rock hard body was brutal and untamed with glistening sweat rolling off your rock hard abs. You begin kissing and embracing me. I begin to moan in pleasure. As we entangle each other in the throw of intimacy, you begin slowly tasting my scalding, hot sizzling flesh moving down my neck, gradually moving down to my rock hard nipples. You suck and bite each one. Then you gradually but softly lick my stomach and chocolate thighs. You perch yourself on your knees, and start licking and kissing my toes with such a gentle touch while your soft hand gently separate my chocolate thighs wider and you gradually move up to my knees. You position me in a wide leg standing position just so you could put your face between my chocolate thighs. You buried your head in my sopping wet pussy, licking, and sucking on my clitoris making waves of continuous orgasms course through my sizzling, voluptuous body. Then I move you to a standing position and position myself on my knees. I began to remove your pants and briefs. Your huge, long, wide cock began to get hard just from my touch. I put the head of your huge, long, wide cock in my mouth and began to suck you to climax. Before you get to climax, you pick me up and throw me onto the bed and began penetrating my sopping wet pussy very slowly, tantalizing, and torturing me with a rhythmic motion of in and out. When your body could wait any longer to climax, your rock hard cock thrush into my body hitting every wall inside my juicy, sopping wet pussy making my body squirm and spasms in pleasure; as I try to hold back the screams of pleasure you roll me over and prop me up on my knees putting two of your soft fingers gently into my asshole while your rock hard cock pounds my sopping wet pussy into a very swollen wet pussy.

The next day, I go to school but instead of going to class, I stay in the hall thinking of the marvelous, tantalizing sex we had last night. Meanwhile , Papa catch me skipping class and give me a stern warning to go to class and I politely inform him that it was too late, class was over. Maybe I’ve never told you this, but I think Papa’s psychic. He always seems to know exactly when to call me. Papa walks me to my next class, while giving me harsh scolding the whole time informing me that he was going to deal with me when I get home. During class, I could only think about what Papa said to me. I want to cry but I did not want people asking why I was sobbing. After class I took my time about going home even though I know it would not stop Papa from spanking when I got there. I went to the store did some shopping and rode the bus around the square three time before taking the right bus home to receive my impending punishment.

As I walk in the door, Papa was nowhere to be found, so I go to the bathroom and clean myself up. All of a sudden, I hear my Papa’s voice saying “where are you, young lady?” I replied back saying “I am in the bathroom.” “Come out with your pants off. I am tired of you thinking you can slack off and get away with it”, replied Papa. I start to cry because with tone of voice Papa said that in, I knew I would not be able to sit for a week. I walk out the bathroom; pant less, to see my Papa sitting in a chair in the middle of the room waiting for me. “Young lady, come over here take your punishment, so I will go home,” firmly said Papa. Papa ordered me out of my black thong right away. I pulled them down so they fell to the floor, then I stepped out of them and climbed over his lap, bracing my hands on the floor, and begin to cry uncontrollably. Papa waste no time in giving me a warm up spanking which got me sobbing even harder than before. . As his hand lands on my ass, I wiggle and squirm apologizing saying, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’ll never do it again, I promise. Papa, please I will not skip class again. I promise”, I say begging and pleading with him in between sobbing and breathing. He looks at me and says, “I know you are sorry but I am going give something to help you remember your promise, Young lady.” Then Papa makes me stand up and bend over the chair putting my hands in the seat of the chair. Papa walk around me with “BOB” and I start wiggling trying my best to anticipate what was going to happen. The first swat landed right below my sit spot. I scream and beg for mercy. He slaps my ass really hard then, one of those stingy glancing blows. Papa just kept on swinging that paddle “BOB” until my bottom was a nice shade of crimson red. Then Papa grabbed some lotion to soothe my very crimson red, achy, flaming hot bottom. “Papa,” I asked, “Is my punishment over?” Papa replied, “Not until I feel that you are remorseful. This is precisely what happens to naughty girls in this house. You are going to go over these pillows for a sound spanking young lady. I hope this serves as a valuable lesson for you. Now, come over here,” he said tugging me by the elbow and pulling me around the bed by his right side. “Now lay across these pillows with your bottom in the air,” Papa instructed. I did as I was instructed with tears following down my face. Once I lay across the pillows, Papa instructed me to be very still and take my punishment without complains because I earn this spanking for slacking off. Papa slowly takes off his belt, and then folds it in hand in way where he would have total control of it. “Young lady, I am going to give you 200 swats with my genuine leather belt and after those 200 swats, you will 200 swats with the stick of death. Do you understand?” Papa said. I replied, “Yes sir.” I felt my Papa’s hand caressing my head giving me loving support. “I am only doing this because I love you and I want you to get your degree,” said Papa lovingly. As Papa finishes my punishment, I squirmed, wiggled, and sobbed uncontrollability. When my punishment was over, Papa hugged and told me that all was forgiven. Papa held me in his arms until I stop sobbing.

After Papa left, I curl up into a ball since I could not sit down and sobbed some more into my favorite purple pillow. Then I heard a knock at the door, I ease myself up to a standing position to gingerly walk to the door and open for who ever was knocking. I peep out the window and you are stand there in your skin tight jeans, painted on muscle shirt, and Harley Davidson leather jacket. Damn, you look like one of the baddest Hells Angels I ever seen. I open the door and let you in. You grabbed me by the back of my neck and place a hot, sizzling, spicy, sensuous kiss that rocked my sock off. I begin to feel all tingly inside, when you begin to take gradually remove my clothes. You lay me on the bed with my bottom up. You grabbed the warm baby oil; ever so gently begin to give me a very sensuous, body relaxing massage for head to toe. Even thought my bottom was very sore from my spanking, you manage to make it feel like a mild bee sting. You prop me up on my knee, and begin to suck my asshole as if it was your last meal on earth. Meanwhile you also have three of your soft finger inside my sopping wet pussy, making it pulsate to world longest orgasm ever. “Oh! Baby!” I gasped. My sopping wet pussy seeking release and finding it ever so quickly. You started thrusting his huge cock inside my sopping wet pussy, slipping on my juices, faster and faster until I felt your torso tense up a little, my legs enclosed your back, my arms held you to me tightly as I clutched your shirt, then lifted my sopping wet pussy up to you hard, huge cock voiding ejaculate in me. I felt the rush of the hot slimy semen squirt into me and the head of your cock pulsating its load, rushing into my yearning sopping wet pussy. I perceived a spray type of sound produced from around our united sex parts as your cargo discharge out and  around your embedded huge cock as it filled my sopping wet pussy, I orgasm again.