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The Surprise

The ride home from work this evening gave Mark time to reflect on all
the changes that were taking place in his life. His insurance job
which he had started just a few months earlier was beginning to show
signs of getting off the ground and today he was just  returning from
picking up a check for a policy which would net him a $3,000
commission.

He had called Melissa that  afternoon and told her about the sale and
suggested they celebrate by going out to a romantic restaurant which
had recently opened near their new house. 

She had been so excited to hear about the sale,  as it fed her on one
of her most basic levels, security. Now that Mark's business was
becoming stable it was as if a great weight had been lifted.

She had tried in all of her previous relationships to make contact
with a side of herself long held silent. She had always know of her
submissive nature, her willingness to be in the total control of her
lover, but had not been able to make it a working part of her life.
Now this thrilling hunger was being fed, and with each bite her
passion and excitement grew. Her Mark was opening and filling her
needs, making her stretch a little more each day. She grew more in
love with this man who was always so strong and so gentle with her.
She loved the paradox.

Mark had left work early because he had a special gift in mind for
Melissa. He drove along Main Street and turned into a driveway
stopping his car and entering a store selling Adult products. He
walked in and looked around the store. It was an emporium of adult
toys. The B & D section caught his eye with all of the black
paraphernalia. He saw wrist and ankle cuffs which could be fastened to
a leather G string belt to position the arms in various ways. There
were a large selection of gags, including one with a round ball which
could be fitted into the mouth keeping it open and fastened with
leather straps behind the head. He wondered what Melissa would look
like with that on.

There were a good variety of nipple clips and assorted clips for
attachment to pussy lips, to expose that opening to the fullest. He
saw a large selection of whips and devices to spank or punish. Some of
these he already had in his collection which he kept hidden under the
bed in the black velvet box. His eyes were drawn to a series of plugs
in all sizes. Some for pussy in sizes and lengths that made him smile.


His eyes were drawn to the smaller plugs ones that more comfortably
fit the ass. Tonight he was going to surprise his lover and ask her to
stretch a little more for him. He was aware that she had limits, but
he knew that her willingness to experiment and do anything he asked as
a way of proving her love for him was stronger. In his mind her limits
had yet to be approached.

But tonight would be more special because while asking her to stretch
he would also stretch for her by showing his needs. He had decided to
tell her of this longing tonight. It had taken time for him to feel
safe with this, but now her love for him was established beyond time
itself. He had found what he had longed for his whole life. His love
for her was the greatest thing in his life. It fed and nurtured him on
every level. Only his sexual passion for her matched his love and
admiration. He adored Melissa and knew she was his soulmate.

He spent a few minutes looking at all of the toys, short fantasies
popped into mind of things he had done with some of them and would do
with many more as he shared  love and passion with his wife to be.  He
decided on two purchases, one for Melissa  and one for him. The
storekeeper rang up the sale and obliged Mark by gift wrapping the two
packages individually.

Mark picked out a card of a beautiful young naked lady bent at the
waist with her butt exposed for view and wrote on the back...........

"My love, it pleases me for you to have these two gifts. They are both
for you to wear in different ways. One will give your body pleasure
and one your mind. They are for our loving, mere extensions of our
passion.  Your acceptance these gifts pleases me greatly." 
Je vous aime.
Mark

On arriving home he entered the house and called out for Melissa. Upon
receiving no response he began to look around the house for her. He
found the bathroom door open , Melissa  in the shower with the water
still running, unaware of his presence. He set himself on the bedroom
couch and watched Melissa as she came out from the shower. He admired
her body as she dried herself while inspecting her form in the mirror.
Her legs well toned from years of ballet training, her breast
perfectly formed as if sculpted by a master. Her mound shaven cleanly
with the soft lips gleaming. All of her so beautiful and feminine.

His greeting startled her as she quickly ran to him giving him a long
kiss and warm embrace. Her hug conveyed all the joy she felt in seeing
her man.  "Nice sale today, I'm really proud of you Mark. How excited
I am about going out for dinner." He gave her a kiss, released her and
started taking off his own clothes. He went into the closet to hang up
his suit and while in there went to her lingerie drawer and selected
the undergarments he wished for her to wear for dinner. He always
chose  her underwear for he enjoyed being able to picture what kind of
panties were clinging to her fragrant pussy and whether her beautiful
bottom had a string or fuller covering caressing  it. He picked a pair
of black lace panties with a wide string up the rear  and a matching
bra. He remembered buying the panties in a store in Marin years
before. They flattered her wonderful figure.

As he moved towards the shower he told her he had selected her
underwear for the evening and suggested that she wear the black
evening dress he liked.  Melissa loved that her man took such care to
select her underwear, she loved doing all the things he asked. He said
that they would leave for dinner around 7:30.

After showering and shaving he dressed in a dark blue suit and walked
into the living where he saw Melissa sitting on the green couch
reading a book.  She looked striking in her dress and he could picture
her body encased in the black panties. He told her how beautiful she
looked and asked her to come to him. He said," I want you to walk over
to the table and place your hands on it and lean forward. She did as
she was told. He walked up behind her and told her to slowly pull up
her dress, that he wanted to look at her ass. She complied slowly
lifting her dress until it was bunched around her waist.

He walked up behind her, his body barely touching hers and kissed her
neck softly. A slight sigh escaped her lips as he kissed the soft skin
of her neck. "Before we go to dinner I want to give you a spanking."
Her heart leapt at these words. What kind of spanking did he mean?
Would it be the gentle one that got her juices building towards
orgasm? Would it be a hard one, that she would be shocked by and whose
effects would last throughout the evening?

Before she could come to a decision or preference he had disappeared
into the bedroom and was returning with the object of his choice.
Rubbing it against her she immediately recognized it to be the rubber
paddle. One of her favorites. She knew in the same second the answer
to what kind of spanking she would soon receive. It would be hard, 10
to 15 slaps that would be felt for the next few hours. Her mind
dreaded the pain that would surely come and longed for the result that
would heat up her insides.

Mark lowered her panties down below her ankles and told her to spread
her legs wide so he could see all of her. She obeyed. He ran his hands
up and down her legs finally resting on her bottom." I am going to
spank you now for my pleasure", he said." I want you to be aware of my
desire for you all through dinner. I want to know that some of your
attention is on your bottom to remind you of what awaits you when
return."

Without warning the paddle came down firmly on her left cheek. Again,
on the right cheek and harder. She gasped at the blow, concerned over
the pain. " Again the paddle found its mark with four more strokes in
quick succession.  The strokes were firm and hard but within her
limits. She loved him so. He would never press her pain limits. Her
Mark was firm but never cruel. The blows had stopped and she could
feel the contrast as the heat began to spread through her cheeks. Her
thoughts were interrupted by four more firm slaps hard on her butt.
Building, the flush spread throughout her bottom.  "Your are such a
good girl, just four more and we can go."  and then he delivered four
hard, very  hard slaps to her lucious bottom. The first of these
surprised her with there severity, scared her about what might follow,
though the remaining three were less intense.

When he had finished and returned the paddle to its appropriate place.
He came back into the room and looked at his work. He loved looking at
her bottom. She prided herself on her body. She took pains to exercise
each day so she would be desirable for her Mark. Her beautiful ass was
red and he delighted in seeing the color. She had given herself fully
to him, not offering the slightest protest. He told her how beautiful
she looked and asked her to pull up her panties. 
How she loved when he chose to paddle her for no reason. He knew how
to keep her always on her toes never knowing when he would want her to
be available to his wishes. Her bottom was now alive with energy. This
was her favorite state and she wanted but knew better than to ask him
to make her climax.  That would come later after ..................
As they left the house for dinner he handed  her a small tube of
Vaseline and told her to put it in her purse. She saw no hint of what
this meant, but knew that something new and exciting would be in her
near future.

They drove to the restaurant hand in hand. A soft glow had descended
on them from the intimate spanking they had just shared. A knowingness
about their union always accompanied these experiences. The strength
and beauty of their shared passion continued to amaze them. This love
they had both worked so hard for,  had arrived never to leave again.
All the while her enflamed bottom held some of her attention.

They ordered wine, shared a fine light French meal over looks of love
and conversation about their days and discussed plans to go to New
England the following weekend. After the waiter had served the
Espresso, Mark reached into his pocket and handed Melissa one of the
gifts he had bought for her.  She opened and read the card and a
knowing smile came to her lips. "Thank you baby for loving me so", she
said.

"This is the first of the gifts I have for you this evening. I want
you to model this one for me. Go into the ladies room and put this on
for me. When we get home I will give you your other gift." Melissa got
up from the table, gave him a soft kiss on the cheek and left for the
ladies room.

A smile came to her lips on the way to the ladies room. She was not
sure what the gift was be couldn't wait to find out. She loved the way
Mark surprised her, knowing just when to wait to make each statement
so perfect.  He had a special sense about teasing her and she
hurredidly went to find out what awaited her.

She locked herself in a stall and opened the gift. What could it be?
..for her nipples a clip?....... Maybe a string  of those balls for
her bottom they had seen in the catalog?  Opening the package she
pulled out a black plastic piece designed to be placed in her bottom.
Upon seeing it she became frightened. Could she do such a thing,
actually wear this while out?

Not giving this thought any weight, she pulled up her dress and
lowered her panties. She opened her purse now understanding the use
for the small tube and spread some lubrication on the plug. After
getting it thoroughly slippery she bent forward and began to insert
the plug into her ass. She felt her small delicate hole open to
receive the intruder. Pushing it all the way in she raised her
panties, pulling them tight so the back panel pressed through her
cheeks holding the plug firmly in place.

She lowered the dress and exited the stall. She almost fell after the
first step. The feeling in her ass was so different. Each step she
took was accentuated by this new feeling. The burning from the
spanking had subsided only to be replaced by a new feeling of
embarrassment about it being all right to do such a thing in public.
She looked at herself in the mirror seeing the blush in her face. How
she loved being naughty. 

She returned to the table aware of every step and feeling her insides
open to accommodate Mark's gift.  As she approached she began to glow
as the strange feelings in her ass  became more intense  and filled
her insides with a deep pleasure. As the wetness of her pussy soaked
through her panties and she imagined she caught the scent of her
femininity. 
She had always had mixed  feeling about her ass. As a young girl she
always remembered wanting her bottom spanked, as she tied this desire
to the feelings of turn on, which led towards orgasms. In her later
years she had never let anyone play with her rear hole, always keeping
this in her most private area. 

Mark had been the first man to want to explore this secret part of her
body and she had resisted him out of fear. Over their years together
she began to express interest in being opened to new things and this
was an obvious new area for their play and pleasure. He had spent
hours playing with her ass, always touching it so gently, teasing  and
spreading it and putting his fingers inside of her. His asking her to
wear this plug was the next step in her opening and she understood it
as that.

They left the restaurant and walked silently hand in hand to the car.
Each step filled Melissa with pleasure as she could feel the juice
beginning to build in her ass and pussy. He opened the door for her
and as she got  in he held  her  for a moment and put his hand on her
bottom and felt for the plug.  Feeling the bulge, her kissed her
lightly, slid his hand under her dress and squeezed the lips of her
pussy. She almost passed out from the pleasure which was building
steadily in her pussy. He kissed her again telling her what a good
girl she was and closed the door behind her.

The drive home was filled with a beautiful silence. No words spoken
only the shared understanding of their precious love. Melissa had
finally accepted the visitor in her ass and opened her muscles to
receive its full message.  She could not believe the things Mark
wanted her to do. How did he know her most secret desires. Had they
really shaken hands on this long long ago?

When they arrived home Mark told her to stand by the table as she had
before they left for dinner. He left her alone for a few minutes and
went about creating the space for his future plans. He lit candles in
the living room and bedroom, lit some incense they had bought in
Thailand and put on a tape of Enya. He walked up behind Melissa and
put his lips on her neck delivering many soft kisses to her neck and
shoulders.
He ran his hand down her back stopping at the bulge in her dress and
asked, "What is this my dear?   What is it that you are wearing in
your bottom tonight."
She told him she was wearing a gift from her lover. "How do you like
feeling me inside your ass while your out in public?"  "I love it",
she replied.  "Good, this is just the beginning of many such
experiences I will share with you. Lift up your dress so I can look at
you. Yes, pull down your panties.  Bend over but be careful not to let
your friend escape just yet."  He lowered himself to his knees and
with one hand pressing the plug deeper into her ass he inserted his
fingers into her pussy.

The wetness was overwhelming. She was soaked all over her lips and
thighs.  He leaned closer to put his lips on her clit and gently
teased it with his tongue. A soft sigh escaped her lips as his mouth
caressed her lips. Slowly his hands left her bottom and squeezed the
lips of her pussy together.  Melissa was slowly loosing her balance
overcome by the ecstatic feeling.

Mark carefully gripped the plug still clinging to her beautiful ass
and began to remove it. The plug seemed to have a mind of its own and
resisted leaving her secret confines. He finally freed her from its
embrace and she sighed glad of its departure and at the same time
already missing the comfort of being filled up.

She could feel the wetness of her pussy flowing to the tops of her
thighs.

He bent lower to place a tender kiss on her lovely ass hole. Such a
tiny bud, so well groomed and precious. As long as he could remember
he had been most turned on by this part of a woman's body. He never
could quite trace his excitement about knowing that place more than
any other,  though he had long ago accepted its reality. 

Melissa had the most beautiful ass. After 4 years of being together he
never missed a chance to view her from behind. Her legs were so strong
and lovely.  The curves of her bottom thrilled his libido more than
any woman he had known. He remembered when they had first started
dating, when sex and communicating about it was impossible for them.

The first time he had tried to put his fingers into her bottom she had
become upset, saying that she didn't like the feeling. This had upset
him more than he could share with her. He had prayed all his life to
marry a woman who like himself was a true anal erotic. He had been
surprised to find Melissa enjoying the spanking attention to her
bottom but  unwilling to share her most private spot with him. He had
gently coaxed her over the years with a staggering amount of
tenderness, teasing and touching of her ass until Melissa had began to
surrender  to his will.
This final act of her giving to him what she had held separate from
all but he, thrilled him at his deepest levels. He treasured her. His
dream come true, the soft sexy erotic, uninhibited, playful, naughty,
submissive woman Melissa, had filled his life and would become his
wife. His love for her was life itself.

The thoughts of playing with her ass both outside and inside filled
all his days with expectations.  He had surrendered to his obsession
with sex and Melissa. His desire shared his other life. He wanted to
be intimate with her so much that it had become a clear motivation for
his work also. He realized that  to have the safe space to indulge
themselves sexually, security would have to be set and in place. He
was up to the task of taking care of them financially and results were
already evident after only a few months in his new career.

As his thoughts subsided he stepped away to look at Melissa still
leaning over the table. He gave her 10 or so light teasing slaps on
her bottom while she sighed leaned forward and spread her legs to
fully feel the soft blows.  "Oh make me cum," she pleaded as he
reached between her legs to squeeze her lips together." Not yet my
dear, there is more..........."

He reached under the couch and placed on the table before her the
second of the gifts he had purchased. Open your next gift he said. She
tore open the package and was surprised at what she saw. She extracted
a dildo about 6 inches in length and 1 inch in diameter. It was
attached to a harness designed to be worn around the waist and used as
a substitute penis. A smile crossed her lips as she realized what her
lover had bought her. He was finally ready  to begin opening himself
to her.

She knew  what he wanted almost by instinct. They had discussed his
sexual appetite and she new some of his preferences. On many occasions
she had felt his ecstasy when she placed her fingers in his ass to
feel it tighten as he came. She would always treat his ass as she
wanted to. If she felt like lubricating it she would, if not, not. He
always thrilled to her touching him there and at times he had tried to
fully express the extent of his desire but somehow not quite.

His desires lived in a jumble of thoughts in his mind. The desire to
be had.  To be on the other end of the thrusting and experience the
receiving. To be pushed past his comfort level, to be fucked and not
to have any of it be in his control. To be used as a woman. To be bent
over and taken from behind.  To sit on her thighs and look into her
eyes with love as she gave him her cock. To get off. To cum in his
ass. To be masturbated while he was being fucked.
For Mark these had always been confused feelings. He knew he enjoyed
the stimulation of his ass hole but he feared this typed him as some
kind of queer because he had never read about normal men longing to be
fucked in the ass. 

Truth was that he had never had a homosexual experience, never been
turned on by a man, never wanted  to fuck or be fucked by a man, did
not enjoy watching homosexual movies, and was hiding only in the
closet made up of his own groundless fears. 

At times he wished to be a little boy  being initiated to sex for the
first time by a lovely woman . A woman who happened to have a pussy,
an ass and a cock. He longed to be talked to by this woman, told to
kiss her everywhere and that if he was good she would let him kiss her
male part. Oh would she please let him put it in his mouth. Tell him
he was such a good boy the way he kissed her cock and that soon she
would introduce him to the source of his pleasure, teach him to love
the part of himself that longed to be possessed.

Melissa already knew all about his silence. Her understanding of her
own sexuality offered clear insights into her lover.  She understood
her lover's needs. He had so many sides to him, all of them not so
easy to see. He always had his focus out on what he could do for
others, unwilling to say what he wanted and afraid to really look.
She had taken the lead in their intimacy by being willing to explore
her own desires with Mark's encouragement. This had not happened
overnight. She had gone up, down and around with liking, not liking,
wanting to do always, sick of that side of herself, obsessing,
abstaining until she had surrendered to her true self,  a true
submissive and she loved everything about it,  almost all of the time
now, (she laughed at herself).

It was now her turn...................

She told Mark to wait in the living room for her, and went into the
bedroom to hang up her clothes. Her body was still alive from the
recent slaps and the knowledge of what awaited her bottom in the
evening still ahead. She could still feel herself clinging to the
shape the plug had imprinted in her ass. Heat pervaded her every pore.

She picked out a new pair of black panties with a matching lace bra.
Over this she decided on a pair of black stockings and matching garter
belt. She reached under the bed for their black velvet box where the
toys of their pleasure were stored. She choose the silver Ben Wa balls
and nipple rings and returned the box. 

She went into the bathroom and washed the toys. She observed herself
in the mirror pleased at the way her breasts hung high on her chest.
Pulling her right nipple out with her left hand she slipped the nipple
circle clip tightly over it, closing it at the base. Repeating the
procedure with her other nipple she encased it in its holder. He
looked to see the device had held firmly. Now she could feel the erect
nipples filling with sensitivity.  A thin chain held them together and
snake sexily between her lovely breasts.  She applied a coat of red
lip gloss to the tips to accentuate them further and arouse her lover.

Taking the tube of Probe out of the medicine chest she spread it
generously over the Ben Wa balls.  She took the small make up mirror
down from the shelf and laid it down on the bathroom rug. She squatted
down so that her pussy was a few inches above the mirror and looked
down at herself. Her lips we still engorged from all of the foreplay
that had proceeded and her insides were soaked. 

Positioning herself over the mirror so that she could see it all, she
parted her lips and pushed the silver balls into her sex slowly, one
at a time.  They slipped easily inside of her an faded from sight. The
initial coldness of the metal took her breath away. Ah this was
splendid! She took a few steps around the room to get used to the this
new visitor, her body had become a popular place for visitors this
evening she joked to herself. 

Each step she took amazed her as the balls seemed to be doing a slow
romantic dance inside of her. Her body flushed more with each step.
She gave a quick thought to how it might feel to be wearing the plug
in her ass also, but decided that wearing it now would be overstepping
her bounds, after all it existed for Mark's pleasure. She naughtily
thought that if in the future he found her wearing it without his
permission he would surely punish her. She would be sure to remember
this trick.

She was about to put on the harness when an idea for a perfect final
touch came into her mind. She squatted again over the mirror, and
fixed her gaze on her bottom hole. She took the tube of lip gloss and
neatly applied the red around her crack as a piece de resistance. She
new that later when Mark would spank her to climax he would thrill and
grow hard to this decorative touch.

Melissa got up and stepped into the harness, pulled it up over her
garter belt and fastened it tightly around her waist.
She walked into the candle lit bedroom and looked at herself in the
mirror.  Striking! A most beautiful seductress, insides wet, nipples
erect and painted and between her legs a beautiful erect penis. She
let her imagination run away. She let herself believe she actually
existed as a blend of woman and man. She owned the experience that
this was her cock. She became male energy and wanted to feel the power
of delivering the thrusts. 

Finally satisfied with her appearance she called Mark into the
bedroom.

When he came in she was standing in the corner away from the candle
light.  He caught enough of her form to see her outfit. He became lost
in her beauty. Melissa was the most beautiful  woman he could imagine
and unbelievably she was his forever. Joy flooded his body as a sensed
what was in store. Were he a yogi he would make the next few minutes
last a lifetime.  At this moment he had not a worry, not a care, only
the fullest appreciation of life's' beauty and wonderment.

She told him to take off his clothes and lay on the bed. As he
undressed she place 3 pillows in towards the rear of the bed. She then
told him to lay on his stomach, with the pillows underneath him facing
the rear of the bed.  When he was in position she walked towards the
bed and stood in front of him. Her penis faced him a few inches from
his mouth. She knelt down and brought her right breast to his lips. "
I want you to put this in your mouth and suck on it, " she said. 
Mark opened his lips to encircle the erect nipple and began to gently
suck on it. After a few minutes of feeding she placed her other nipple
in his mouth and whispered the same command. He .gently licked,
sucked, and nourished on her nipples. He loved this.  Early in their
relationship, after a grueling fight she had totally surprised him and
offered her breasts and nipples to him. He was moved by this gesture,
never having experienced a woman offer him her nourishment for his
soothing. It remained a treasured memory about the uniqueness of
Melissa, and their  special relationship.

She now stood and told him to close his eyes. She moved to him and
placed the tip of her cock against his lips. "I want you to suck my
cock", she said. She pressed forward slowly forcing open his lips and
watched the cock slip into his mouth. She continued to push it in
until half of it disappeared. Slowly moving her hips she began to move
the cock in and out of his mouth. His lips circled the shaft making it
wet with his saliva. Melissa reached down and placed two fingers in
her slippery pussy feeling the dancing balls and extracting some
fragrant juices on her fingers. She smeared the juices all over Mark's
mouth and nose as a sigh escaped her lips. "Can you smell my how horny
you've made me?"

Do you like my cock in your mouth? Suck my cock and make me hard and
I'll give you what you want. You do want to know about these new
thrills? You do want me to fuck you? Don't  you?
YES!

You want me to make you a woman, To know what it is like to be
controlled.

To be forced to take it until I have had enough. Don't you?
YES!

Tell me what do you want? Are you ready for my cock? Is your ass
ready? 

YES!

Say it!

MY ASS IS READY. MY ASS IS YOURS. PLEASE FUCK ME!

Show me......... Show me your hungry ass. Come over here. Get up. walk
over to the edge of the bed and show me your hole. Spread your cheeks
for me so I can see it.

Mark did as he was told and walked to the end of the bed, leaned
forward and spread his cheeks with both his hands. He was turned on,
ready for anything. He had never seen Melissa so perfectly cast, as if
this was her true fantasy as well as his. Melissa reached down and
cupped his balls and pulled on the sack. She ran her hands all around
his buttocks and let her fingers gently tease his crack.
"Is this where you want it?" she said inserting the tip of her finger
into his hole so visible from his spreading of his cheeks. "Here? In
your Ass hole?" " Here", she said over and over again as her fingers
snaked further inside his hole, without regard for tenderness." Here,
in your bottom? Is that where you want my cock?"

YES! 

"Tell me exactly what you want me to do. Tell me in detail and then
I'll give it to you."  Melissa instinctively reached down and stuck
two fingers into her ass. She moved them around stretching the hole
and feeling her new source of pleasure. She removed her fingers and
rubbed them around his face and nose. 

"Do you know what that is?"

YES.

What is that?

THAT IS THE PERFUME OF YOUR BOTTOM.

How does it feel to have the juices of my ass on your face?

I LOVE IT . I AM LOVE TO HAVING YOUR SCENT SO CLOSE TO ME. THANK YOU.
Tell me what you want.
PLEASE TAKE ME. LET ME BE THE SOURCE OF YOUR PLEASURE AS YOU ARE MINE.
ASK ME NO MORE WHAT I WANT. PLEASE GIVE IT TO ME. GIVE ME YOUR COCK.
MAKE ME A WOMAN. MAKE ME YOURS. USE ME. FILL ME UP WITH YOUR ENERGY. I
AM YOURS.

Melissa then pushed him forward over the edge of the bed and move her
cock towards his waiting bum. She took the juices from her pussy, a
few times lubricating the cock and slowly began to penetrate his ass.
He tensed at first and as she move forward his muscles relaxed and he
began to push towards her helping forcing the cock into him. His sighs
became groans as the full length rested inside his ass. Melissa held
still and to accustom him to this sensation. While waiting she
extracted more juices from her pussy and rubbed them all over his face
and mouth.

Slowly she began her dance of copulation. She pulled her cock out
slowly and than thrust slowly forward a few times accompanied by moans
from her man. On one of the next strokes a slow withdrawal was
followed by a more sudden in stroke which brought a gasp from his
lips. She continued fucking him while varying the pace and strokes.
She felt between his legs the hardness coming to his cock and slowly
withdrew the penis. This separation surprised him and a disappointed
groan escaped his lips.

She moved away and looked at him spread eagle on the bed. He was so
open.  The crack of his ass was not closed from the stretching and he
looked so vulnerable. She was not done. Melissa was going to give him
the orgasm of his life. 

She positioned herself sitting on the front of the bed leaning against
the wall. Mark had not moved from his position and was facing her with
his hips raised and face on the bed. "Come to me baby and I'll finish
what I started", she teased. Come sit on Mama's lap and I'll make you
cum, Come to me baby, come sit on Mama's cock."

Mark crawled to his knees and maneuvered himself onto her lap. He
spread his cheeks to ready for receiving her cock that he already was
missing.  Lowering himself into her lap cock moving into, inside him,
forcing himself down until sitting fully on her lap, cock buried in
his ass. He looked into her eyes and began to move. At first he moved
slowly and then as his insides opened, he quickened his dance on the
intruding cock. Melissa began to slap his cock. As she slapped, it
began to respond and harden. When he became fully erect she continued
her slapping with greater frequency and intensity. 

Mark was beginning to feel new sensations. His insides were alive. The
unending intrusion of the cock was moving him past all control. The
building had begun in his ass and was now spreading to his chest. As
he thought  this thought, Melissa reached up and gave each one of his
nipples a hard pinch.  She held on and squeezed until she heard him
gasp in pleasure. She returned her attention to slapping his cock as
she sensed his orgasm approaching.

Mark released all the tension from his ass hole and allowed the cock
to poses him and have its way. As he sunk into her lap and pushed it
as deep as his ass would allow he sensed the beginning waves of the
orgasm. Sensing this, Melissa began to stroke him adding saliva from
his mouth by rubbing her hand across it. 

Timing it to perfection the orgasm in Mark's ass and in his cock
arrived simultaneously, accompanied by his building grunts, shouts and
moanings.  Melissa felt the juices from his ass running down the cock
onto her legs.  Like an aftershock his cock began to jerk and spurt
sticky bursts of semen which seemed to come out for 20 seconds. She
had never seen so much come out of him.

He fell forward leaning against her chest. Exhausted, he stayed
motionless drinking in her closeness and loving the physical support
of her body. He was spent. He had never felt so drained and alive at
the same time. His ass ached where the dildo still remained rigid
inside him. His cock now shriveled, was limp without feeling. The
waves of orgasm which moved through his body were so new. His mind was
empty of thoughts save that he loved Melissa as he did life. He told
her so with a kiss on her lips. 

Melissa gently pushed him off of her and onto the bed. She watched as
the cock slid out of his ass, still turned on by the sight. She went
into the bathroom and removed the harness. Mark had been great, he had
given all of himself to her. Stretching still further the expanding
limits of their play life. She wondered if they ever would reach their
limits?

She sat on the toilet and emptied her bladder. They ache in her ass
still thrilled her as her cheeks spread. She got up and wiped herself
feeling all the wetness and desire in her pussy. She heard Mark
calling for her from the bedroom wanting her to be near him. 
She returned from the bedroom to find Mark standing and waiting for
her.  Where have you been so long? I want to look at you. With that he
turned on the lights in the room bathing them in disorienting bright
light. Come here!  Lie down on your stomach on those pillows so I can
see you. Melissa complied.

Spread your cheeks so I can see your ass....... she reached behind
herself and with her hands spread her cheeks wide.

Mark moved closer and said, "What is This? What is this redness on
your crack?".

It is lip gloss!

WHY IS IT THERE?

I put it there to look sexy for you.

WHO GAVE YOU PERMISSION TO PUT IT THERE? DID I SAY YOU COULD DO IT?

I thought you would like it.

The change in his tone both surprised and shocked her. She was certain
that after his strong orgasm he would simply take her over his lap and
spank her slowly and tease her until she spilled over into her awaited
orgasm. She was beginning to learn that things really were out of her
control. This thought filled her with joy. Just what she wanted.

I DON'T  WANT YOU TOUCHING YOUR ASS WITHOUT ASKING ME....... YOUR ASS
IS MINE. .....IT BELONGS TO ME.............. HAVE YOU FORGOTTEN YOUR
PLACE?.......................................I AM GOING TO PUNISH YOU
FOR BEING SO THOUGHTLESS............... STAY EXACTLY IN THAT POSITION.

With that he bent down and reached for the box under the bed and
withdrew one of his favorite and most simple devices of punishment. He
took out the leather whip with a small square pad on its end and held
it in his right hand and stood over her.

RAISE YOUR ASS UP SO I CAN SEE IT........ I'M GOING TO WHIP YOU NOW.
.......IT WILL BE A LONG HARD WHIPPING. ........I AM GOING TO GAG YOU
AND I DONT WANT YOU TO CRY OUT............ IF YOU DO I WILL BE FORCED
TO LENGTHEN IT............. WHEN YOUR WHIPPING IS FINISHED I WANT YOU
WASH YOURSELF AND GET READY FOR BED .... ............MAKE SURE TO WIPE
THE LIP GLOSS FROM YOUR ASS........IF YOU EVER DO THAT AGAIN WITHOUT
ASKING ME, I WILL WHIP YOU TILL YOU BEG FOR FORGIVENESS. DO YOU
UNDERSTAND?

Yes.....She did understand.

Mark brought the whip down solidly on her bottom.....and then again,
again, and once more even harder. He saw the beginning of the red glow
he loved.He delivered the next two blows to her thighs, which made her
moan.  He again whipped her bottom not stopping for four more strokes.
He stopped and reached between her legs and squeezed her lips. The
juices spilled out on his fingers. He rubbed his fingers under her
nose and said what is this, are you enjoying this discipline?

THIS IS NOT FOR YOUR ENJOYMENT!

With that he continued his whipping exacting 6 more blows on her now
very red bottom. He could here her whimpers and new she was suffering
this punishment with difficulty. He knew he wanted it this way. He
wanted to have her fully submissive for his pleasure and her
continuing knowing her true self. He concluded the punishment with 2
more hard strokes delivered in 30 second intervals, extracting all the
excitement he could from her tossed expectations.

Mark bent over her and kissed gently all over her neck and face. He
whispered how sorry he was to have had to punish her. He told her what
a good girl she was to take her punishment so bravely. 

He waited for her under the covers as she finished in the bathroom.
Melissa took her time washing herself, making sure to clean herself
everywhere and sure to leave just a barely noticeable amount of gloss
on her ass in defiance. She turned to look at her bottom in the
mirror. It was bright red and the warmth was still spreading through
her. It was the sternest spankings Mark had ever given her and she was
exhausted. Even though she ached to have an orgasm, she knew that it
was time for bed and not appropriate to ask for. It would come soon. 

 That, she knew. Melissa had finally submitted. This was a
relationship created out of this world. The timing and subtleties
perfect in all ways.  The passion unimaginable and growing. C'est la
Vie. La Dolce Vita.

She crawled into bed, turned on her side and felt her love snuggle her
body like two spoons together. She looked over her shoulder and into
his eyes and they both said together, I Love you!

They slept soundly knowing that Sunday morn would grace them with
time to be together and share a leisure drive to the country. Their
dreams were rides on clouds filled with light and love. All cares
about life gone replaced with peace.

Melissa stirred in the morning to the touch of her lover gently
rubbing her neck and back. She purred and stretched. Mark took this as
a sign of her gradual awakening and slowly moved his leg under her
hips raising her bottom higher. His hands moved lower to her bottom
probing and lifting her cheeks. 

A new day and the dream was still going on. Melissa closed her eyes
and smiled as the caresses continued slowly, steadily, moving her
towards her pleasure....
....................the story continues.



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