Time To Wake Up (My Very First Spanking and More)

I did a four part series last year called Time to Wake Up that I wanted to share again. Rather than reblog it I made it into one continuous story.

The first part is a true retelling of my first spanking, which took place over 2-2 1/2 years ago. The rest of the story is also true, but I thought it would be fun to add it in after the retelling of my first spanking because, what the hell. The events that actually took place after my first spanking were something I wanted to keep private as I’m sure you all can understand. However, I’m happy to share a good ass fuck with you because I’m generous like that 😉

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“Come here.”

 What? Who’s talking to me?

  “Come here, now.”

I slowly open my eyes. My mind still fuzzy with sleep so I can barely comprehend the command, yet somehow I manage to pull myself from underneath the comforter to crawl over to the edge of the bed where he is sitting. All I need to do is follow his voice.

“You fell asleep on me last night.”

Oh shit! How did that happen? The last thing I remember, he was going to spank me. How did I fall asleep? I was bouncing around in bed and waiting with anticipation. I remember him taking a long time to come back to our bedroom and then that’s it. Fuck!

“Take off your clothes.”

Oh, OK, now I’m awake. I feel a flurry in my stomach as I pull off my panties.

“Why is your camisole still on?”

Top, right…oops.  I quickly pull off my camisole and take a deep breath.

“Stand in front of me, close your eyes, and raise your arms above your head.”

I can feel his eyes traveling all over my body and drinking me in. I feel a flush of heat that starts at my cheeks and works its way down. I can feel myself getting wet and my nipples getting hard. I want to peek, but I don’t dare open my eyes. Although, I can’t help the smile that comes across my face as I know I meet with his approval. I hear him exhale and then shift on the bed.

“Stretch out across my lap and raise your ass in the air.”

I reach out, my eyes still closed, as he takes my hand and guides me. I crawl over his lap and lift my ass in the air, as instructed, while I rest on my elbows and knees.

 “I tried to wake you, but you were sound asleep. Did you slept well?”

“I’m sorry, Sir. Yes, I had a very good sleep, Sir.”

“I forgive you. Now, be a good girl and don’t move.”

I take a deep breath as he begins to slowly rub both cheeks of my bare ass in circles with his right hand. Oh, that feels sooo…Ouch! He smacks my right cheek with a good whack and then just as quickly I’m smacked on my left cheek. He slowly starts rubbing my ass again, but this time he begins playing with my tits with his left hand. Then the next set of smacks come down a little harder and at the same time he’s pinching my nipples. He begins a rhythm and pattern of smacking and pinching, caressing and rubbing, and in between running his fingers along my now very slick slit. The intensity builds and each set arouses me more, has me squirming and bucking more, and has me wanting so much more.

“Keep still,” he commands.

He’s relentless in his assault on my warm, red flesh and keeps pushing me further and further to the edge. I’m lost in sensation as each sting from his hand sends a shock-wave of pleasure through me. Each time he tests my wetness he plunges his fingers deep inside my dripping pussy in order to prepare me for what he has planned and to drive me wild with desire and lust. He gives momentary pauses to let me absorb, but he continues to push me onward.

He whispers close to my ear in his sultry deep voice,

“That’s my good girl. You’re so wet and ready for me.”

He bites down hard on my ass, first on the right and then on the left cheek. It’s almost my undoing and I release a guttural moan of ecstasy. He again plunges his fingers in me and starts to fuck me hard with his hand as he begins licking my hot ass and then continues licking all the way up my back to my right ear. His warm, steamy breath caresses my neck and I want to cum. I feel the pull of a strong wave of release as he nibbles on my earlobe, but then he abruptly pulls his fingers out and smacks my ass hard and pinches my tits with a heated fervor.

He pulls my legs apart so he has easy access and then starts spanking me over and over on my cunt and on my inner thighs with no pauses, no testing, and no backing down. I begin to shake and squirm wildly in his lap aching for release and just when I think I can’t take anymore and I start to go limp, he grabs a fistful of my hair and flips me around so I’m bent over the side of the bed. He pulls my hips up with his other hand and then uses that hand to grab me around my neck. He quickly plunges inside me and begins to fuck me fast, hard, and rough. 

He is at the perfect angle for his pleasure, but not for mine. I am serving him and I submit my body, my heart, and my mind to him as I was made for his pleasure. I long for a release and subtly and even unconsciously try and adjust myself so he hits my G-spot with all the delectable force he’s using in his non-stop thrusts. I love when he fucks me hard.

“Stay still,” He groans.

His command starts to give my pussy spasms. I want more – so much more – but this is for him and I give myself willingly. All of the sudden he slows down and comes to a complete stop. I gasp for air and my head feels slightly dizzy. He takes just a moment to breathe and then slowly pulls out of me.

“Don’t move,” he hisses.

I keep myself perfectly still with my head down. I close my eyes and try to steady my breathing.

I hear him open the dresser drawer and move some items and then I hear the drawer close. A moment later I feel the blindfold slide over my eyes. I feel the slow drip of lubrication drizzled onto my lower back and then trickle down my ass. He takes his hand and starts to rub a generous amount of lube between my cheeks and then right on my pucker. My breathing hitches and then I moan in anticipation as the realization of what he wants makes me shiver with want and desire.

“My girl likes that, does she? Baby, this isn’t all I’m going to do.”

My heart begins to pick up speed that I think it’s going to burst in my chest.

I hear the sound of him lubricating his hard cock.

“It’s OK, I’ve got you. Give me your right hand.”

I extend my hand to him and he puts a 7″ lubricated dildo in my hand. He asks me to extend out my left hand and he drizzles lube into my palm.

“Lube up the dildo like you’re stroking me.”

I slowly and seductively start stroking the dildo and treat it like it was my Sir’s hard shaft. I make sure it is thoroughly coated and ready.

“Good girl. Now I want you to fill yourself with it and then hold yourself up with your left hand.”

I do exactly as he tells me and the dildo stretches and fills me completely.

“Hold it there and don’t let it fall out.”

He then grabs me with both his hands on my hips as he inserts himself carefully into my ass.

“Breath, sweet girl.”

I follow his lead as he consumes my ass and I relax myself into each inch he sinks into me.

“Now I want you to fuck yourself with the dildo.”

I start to slowly move the dildo in and out. Each time I pull the dildo out, he pushes his cock in me and we begin an opposite in and out rhythm that starts to bring me to the edge. We start to move faster and harder and I’m so very close. I am filled completely and I begin to convulse.

“That’s my girl. Feel it. You’re going to cum so hard.”

And his words are my undoing. I cum hard and long and cry out as I feel my wetness flow. I can’t move my arms anymore and the dildo drops out of my hand. I sink down on my elbows as he continues to fuck my ass. He then pulls my hips back hard as he thrusts into me one last time. He shudders and releases himself into me and groans in ecstasy.

I collapse from his weight on my back and Coach falls forward onto me; the full length of his body presses on my back. He pulls himself up onto his arms and leans in to sweetly kiss me on my cheek. I turn my head toward him and he removes my blindfold. He gives me a very satisfied smile and his eyes are sparkling.

“You were so good, baby girl. You’re my kippy,” He croons.

I smile back at my him and feel completely sated. I’m awake now. I’m wide awake.

 

59 thoughts on “Time To Wake Up (My Very First Spanking and More)

  1. Awesome story and memory! Sigh… the control is the turn on for me. The lovely spanking. But while not an anal virgin (had a couple bfs try, and it was suuuupppperrr painful and not good for me…), and DH has stated this is a hard limit… I guess I’ll never know.

    (Damn, why are my really, really hot moments before DH? I know we’re working towards it… but… well… not even close. Can’t blog about that anymore, shouldn’t be thinking about that anymore).

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    • How about a butt plug for you if he doesn’t like anal? They even have vibrating ones. You don’t gave to go big and the vibrations will add to the sensations. You could go cowgirl and it will help keep it in. Remember, lots and lots and lots of lube (silicone for toys).

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  2. Due to my not-happy experiences with anal, and his aversion (I think even a butt plug would turn him off, his association is “dirty place” and AIDS, HIV, disease… and the stereotype of only gay men like to ass fuck” what can I say, no surprise that there are limitations to his “kink” it’s too out of his comfort range), I guess I’m content if we don’t go there. I know men who like it enjoy the different, perhaps tighter sensation of a woman’s anus. I also know that there are pleasure centers there for women. But, is it that much over the top? I mean if for some physical limitation reason you never could have anal again, would it be a horrible sentence? If it was my DH’s desire, I’d definitely work at it. Just as with other jobs… not all women “enjoy” a bj, but after time begin to love the pleasure it gives their men. I often wondered if anal is kinda in this category? (I’m sure there will be a barrage of women saying the love to give BJs… but if you think long and hard about it, you love it so much because he loves it, and few men don’t. If you had a man who said, “It makes me uncomfortable and I prefer not to have a BJ” you’d probably be OK, right?) Thanks for letting me talk and ask. This is one thing I think about occasionally, but I think I’ve gotten to the point of accepting I can live without it.

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    • I don’t mean to be part of any ‘barrage of women’. My ex wouldn’t go near my bottom and forget about letting me go near his. I really missed it. Not that I’d had much experience befire him, so I remained an anal virgin of sorts until a few weeks (months?) ago. I know I could go without it again, but I really wish I don’t have to, I loved the sensations. So many more I want to experience there, I’m not sure I could/would want to go without. I’ve been craving this since I was a teen though 🙂
      As for BJs… well, all I can say is that I truly enjoy the feel of a cock in my mouth. It’s not just about giving him pleasure. Just writing about it makes me yearn. So if I was told I’d never get to experience it again… it would be really hard.

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  3. I’m sorry you had such bad experiences and I’m also sad that those stereotypes are there. All I can say is that everyone has their hard limits for whatever reasons and they need to be respected.

    For me it is over the top. I’m fortunate that my experiences with anal were all positive and amazing. A combination anal and vaginal orgasm is beyond words. Coach has always been patient and giving knowing that I need a lot of arousal and stimulation. So because of my positive experiences I wouldn’t want to go without.

    I get a tremendous amount of pleasure from giving a blow job, but I suppose it’s a mindset. Yes, giving pleasure is a turn on. Coach takes great pleasure in giving me pleasure, too. It’s such part of who we are. I think I would be devastated if Coach said no more blow jobs. Really, it reak my heart.

    No worries about talking and asking.

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    • Wow is right! There are spankings and then there are the preparatory spankings, as I like to call them. They’re the kind of spankings that get you ready for something wonderful.

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  4. I loved this piece so much, I was by myself when I first started to read it, but then I tried to continue reading it even after some people came into the room. Not much luck then, so had to come back to it today…
    I must say the two pieces work quite well together 😉
    Thank you for sharing and for the nice yearning you provided. This all sounded lovely!!

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    • Thanks, Dawn. The two pieces worked well together because this is how Coach precedes something intense. There will usually be a good spanking or the crop or belt. He may tie me up or use a spreader bar. I need a build up and for me, pain leads to extreme pleasure. If it’s lovemaking then I have to have a lot of foreplay. There has to be intensity for me on some level, either something hard core or magic hands , lips, and tongue. I have to have heightened sensations. I guess it’s just how I’m wired.

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      • I think it’s good that you know what you need and that Coach is able/willing to give it to you. I still have a lot of learning to do about myself, what I like, what I want, I think 😉
        That’s Ok, though, it’s not at all an unpleasant thing to look for 🙂

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