Unbetitelt

I’m friends with an older man irl. He’s been into me for a few years and admits to jerking it to my pics every once in a while (I think it’s hot but i’d never admit that). He’s a dominant and has tried / begged quite a few times for us to get together even though I’ve friendzoned him HARD time and time again. He also sends me money, and wants me to start and OF just for him. One time we were talking about spanking and I was saying that it gets me absolutely dripping wet. he asked, if even if we didn’t fuck, if I’d let him spank me… I legitimately considered it…. What’s a little spanking between friends?

Now here’s where the fantasy starts-

I let him spank me, over the clothes of course. He’s estatic, and proposes a game. Being competitive, I oblige. If I can get through 10 spanks over the clothes followed by a count and then “thank you, sir” he’d send me 50$. However if HE won, he got to tie my wrists together behind my back. That’s all.

The only rules are that

1. If you mess up you have to start from the beginning.

2. Words have to be coherent and clear

3. Crying is an instant failure.

Easy. Easy money. Of course I’m all for it. He gropes my ass a little through my skirt and tights and proceeds to spank me. I don’t mess up but I laugh a little due to the awkwardness.

Then, he challenges me to round two. This time he pulls out a flogger and makes me flip my skirt up, so I’d barely have any protection. This time the prize is 65$ for 15 lashes. I’m feeling alright and the sting is nice and pleasant so I agree. The flogger catches me off guard and I mess up around number 7. As agreed, he binds my wrists together and ask if I want to try again. This time the prize for him winning is to fit me with a pair of nipple clamps. The thought of it did make my heart race a little. Knowing I was this depraved to let this man do this to me for money. Knowing the image of my red ass and clamped tits and lewd expressions were going to go straight to this man’s spank bank.

I smile and agree. This time I make it to 13 and fumble on my words. I was so close, I’m frustrated and pouting as he pulls my shirt down and gropes my tits. He fits them with nipple clamps and admired his handiwork before giving them a sharp tug. He asks if I’d like to play again, only this time the stakes are higher than ever.

If I can successfully complete ten lashes on my bare ass with a paddle, he’ll send me $120 and give me an ice pack- however if he won he gets to gag me and take pictures of me he can save for later.

I’m in a lot of pain at this point, but 10 lashes? It’s only ten, and I’m in this deep already. The punishment isn’t horrible either, he already jerks it to my Facebook pics.

He pulls down my tights and panties and sees how I’ve completely soaked through both. He slides a finger down my warm cunt and I shiver.

He takes his time with these ten lashes, it almost feels worse. Not knowing when he’s going to strike. He’s holding my bound wrists to my back and throws me an occasional “good girl” my way as I begin to shake. I make it to 9, and just before the tenth strike I start to cry. He tuts and tells me he’s sorry that I lost. He fits me with a ball gag and I feel so humiliated for loosing this much, letting it get this bad. Letting a total creep of a friend do this to me. He tells me he’s gonna tie my ankles together for the photos to get the full effect. I don’t really protest, I’m in this deep already. He pulls out his camera and snaps pictures of my tear stained face. My red ass. He spreads my pussy and ass, making me feel embarrassed and ashamed. Like a hunter showing off his prize game. Then he pulls out his leaking cock and positions of over my face. Snapping photos of him slapping me in the face with his cock. I recoil, since this was never part of the deal. His puts his balls on my face and rubs his precum into my skin. I try to move away but he just calls me a loser and forces me back. He roughs up my hair and what’s left of my makeup. “look at you. Never thought you’d stoop so low, huh?” He says mockingly. “I knew bitches like you weren’t so hard to break down. I know this is what your greedy fucking cunt wanted all along right? That’s why you’re so wet isn’t it?” I meet his cocky gaze with a scowl and a huff.

He begins to masturbate himself using the side of my face.

“C’mon. You can’t be that mad at me, right? I won fair and square. You trust me. I’ll take good care of you, that’s what friends are for aren’t they?”

He proceeds to bend me over again and slide himself inside of me and I struggle in my binds and panic. “Shhhhh, hey? Shhhh shhhhh. You fucking lost, okay. Now let me have what’s mine.”

When you start crying, I'll fuck your brains out.

if a someone told me they loved that i suffer for them? omg im gonna nut

tenderly caressing my cheek, then slapping it? beautiful 10/10

that fake pity voice? GOD

when they give you a break between spankings to play with your pussy? i’m in love

on that same line of thinking, when there’s playful spankings, and you’re giggling and trying to get away until they’ve had enough of your squirming and they make you stay still? literally ughhh

orgasm denial bc they love hearing you whine?? YES

making you come so many times you cry because they love to see you cry? please please please

“Does it scare you that I can do anything to you right now?”

“Who owns you?”/“Who owns this cunt?”

“This fuckhole was made for me and only me.”

“Toys don’t make noises, slut.”

“Aww, does it hurt? Too fucking bad.”

“I said fucking take it.”

“You don’t ever fucking touch what is mine.”

“If you even look at anyone else, I’ll kill you.”

“Who do you belong to?”

“Is this what you wanted, slut?”

“I’ll stop when I want to fucking stop.”

“Is that clear?”

“Understood?”

“This is all you’re good for.”

“I’m going to fill you up so you remember who fucks you so good.”

“Watch your fucking mouth.”

“Such a dumb, drooly whore begging for daddy’s dick.”

“You like that, slut?”

“Yeah? Can’t take it, baby? Too bad, I’m gonna use you however I want.”

“You’re so fucking pathetic it’s adorable.”

“Answer me.”

“Look at me.”

“You’re not getting away.”

“Not. A. Single. Sound. Understand?”

“I don’t care. Take it deeper.”

“You’re mine.”

A firm slap followed by a stern “Excuse me”?

Bending her over mid sentence for inspection. It’s hard to sass when you’re exposed like that.

Grabbing a fistful of her hair, forcing her head up to meet my gaze, and saying “mind your manners”.

Pulling her over my lap for a quick, but hard spanking. It should be under 2 minutes, but intense enough to remind her it could go a *lot* longer.

Making her kneel beside you while you’re finishing something up. Stuffing her panties in her mouth and warning her not to drop them is an added bonus.

Cuffing her hands behind her then exposing her tits. Reminding her that she’s eye candy needs to drop the attitude.

Yanking her pants to her knees, grabbing a tight hold of her neck, and marching her to the corner. Make her hold whatever position you prefer once she’s there, but her struggling to keep up and the look on her face while you remind her who’s in charge and what you’re going to do to her for misbehaving is perfect.

Making her strip naked for a spanking. Pull her over your lap, and make her sit there for a while before you actually begin. Spank her, make her get on her knees and apologize, then pull her back over your lap to finish the spanking. That keeps her off balance and submissive.

Grabbing her cheeks with one hand, forcing her mouth open, spitting inside it, closing her mouth, forcefully telling her to swallow, then sweetly asking “what were you saying”?

Rules I Must Obey:

- I must always ask Master for permission before doing anything.

- I can only get treats from Master.

- What Master says goes. I must obey him - he knows best after all!

- I must always tell Master when I’ve been a good girl.

- If going somewhere, I must tell Master where and who with.

- I must dress up for Master at every opportunity.

- Its Master’s lap first, other seats second.

- I must accept all punishments given to me by Master and say thank you.

- Cute and cuddly time is just as important as play time.

- Kitten’s aren’t allowed to think for themselves, they need their Master.

- I must complete all assigned tasks given to me by Master.

- I must go to bed when Master says and send him a photo.

- Master can play whenever he wants to.

- I must not keep any secrets from Master.