My first experience of BDSM spanking — a true story
The story will be told in first person. The subscriber wished to remain anonymous.
I am writing this sitting with my buttocks bare on the pillow. Why on the pillow? I used to have a wild desire to do something with my boyfriend. Today it finally happened. And read in the article what exactly we did.
Contents of the article:
Spanking game
I don”t have much experience in BDSM whipping and bondage. One birthday was playful and sensitive and angry, but nothing special. Moreover, I was involved with a previous lover, but we never crossed paths. We used silk scarves. Sometimes we replaced them with trousers.
Yesterday I was reading an erotic story and my cat got worried. Usually I just jerked off and fantasized about different stories. But something in my head snapped. I knew it was time to stop dreaming. It”s time to make my dreams come true. Then I came up with a good story.
My boyfriend was shocked when I suggested he knit and beat me. He knows that I”m a pervert and that I dreamed about it. But he is kind and sweet and doesn”t want to hurt me.
It took me a long time to convince him. In the end, I really wanted to try my best to whip him with the binder. I told him that it would hurt me, but everyone would completely agree. I longed to be connected.
I explained to him that in most of the stories I read, women were very aroused by slaps, whips, and tied hands and eyes. They all said that pain is mixed with pleasure, and this makes them distrustful. So we wanted to check if this is actually true.
“How long should I spank you?” — “He asked me.” I didn”t know what to say. I”ve never done this before. This question was very difficult to answer. I said I need to hit my ass like it”s on fire. But at the same time, no whips, canes or chains.
Then he asked how to braid me. I thought for a minute and suggested going to a hardware store. We chose the cable car for one hour. The seller offered us to choose. I imagined how surprised he was when he found out why we needed the rope, but he didn’t say anything. We chose smooth rope to avoid damaging the leather.
When we drove home, my cat was wet. I couldn”t wait to get to work.
When we entered the bedroom, I quickly undressed. Rick took off his shirt but kept his shorts on. For the next half hour he clumsily tried the rope, trying to tie me up successfully without causing pain.
When you are new to bondage, it is difficult to have a clear image in your head of the person you are attached to. Finally he was able to tie me up. But I was still moving.
I could move my arms and asked him to tighten the rope. He continued his attempts and crawled under the bed several times to better repair the rope. My arms and legs were tied tightly to the bedposts. I made every effort to check that the knots were not broken. I was pleased with the result.
Immediately after the firm fixation, we agreed on the safe word “stop.” A mediocre option, but I didn”t mind. After these words, he decided not to provoke me anymore. If I said “go”, he continued. Then we started trying.
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It was very interesting to see what would happen. I asked him to beat me until my arms were tired. In my opinion it was a good plan.
Rick dimmed the light and stood by the bed. I closed my eyes. I was very nervous, but at the same time I was very excited. I wanted to find out if pleasure and pain were really two sides of the same coin.
My boyfriend rubbed my butt lightly with his hand to get it used to the friction and pressure. Then he began to tap lightly. There was no pain, and I asked for more help. He fulfilled my wish. I felt like I had been stung by a bee on my buttocks. But these sensations did not cause pain. Naturally, I wanted more.
He obeyed. The next few spanks were even harder. I started to like it. Rick kneaded my ass hard and set the rhythm with his claps. I was incredibly excited.
Rick spanked me hard. The next moment everything became quiet. I started to worry. He left the room and returned a minute later with his bags. When I turned my head, he turned it around and took out a small whip. Deep down, I was expecting a surprise, but I didn’t think it would actually happen.
He continued to give weak slaps, which gradually began to speed up and increase in force. He continued at the same pace for some time. My hips moved as fast as they could.
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Rick tied my hips and waist tightly. I started to moan. There was a strong blow that made me scream. Rick tried to stop, but I asked him to continue.
He struck again, this time with more force. It was very painful. I felt pain not only during the blows, but also between them. He continued to spank my bare bottom harder and harder. The sharp slaps were much stronger than the first. The pain intensified.
My cat was quite wet. He ground his teeth in agony. He seemed to attack with ferocity. It became difficult to bear. The next blow brought tears to my eyes. My excitement was growing and I asked Rick to hit me even harder.
I saw the reluctance in his eyes. He knew I liked it, but he didn”t want to hurt me. My ass and cat were on fire. I couldn”t stand it anymore. The pain intensified and squeezed all the juice out of me. Safe words were flying out of my throat.
Rick stopped. I felt a burning sensation penetrate my body, but I thought it would go away soon. But I miscalculated a little. The feeling of not being able to escape brought out something cruel in me. I shouted for him to continue.
Rick started hitting me with more force. I felt enormous pain. After a few hot hits I got used to it. At one time I was ready to move to the next level. I told him I needed toughness.
My boyfriend reluctantly lowered the whip and grabbed the wide leather belt. I screamed in pain. Tears ran down my cheeks, but I wanted to test my strength. At the same time, I felt even more excited.
I asked him to stop several times, but I still wanted to continue. My buttocks were burning and I was crying. Finally, I reached my limit and spoke of the final stop.
Rick immediately began untying me, stroking my skin and trying to calm me down. I stood up and went to the mirror to admire my spanked buttocks. There were red marks all over the buttocks. I tried to sit up in bed, but even the softness of the bed did not ease the pain.
A few hours later I tried to put on panties, which made my buttocks burn even more. I walked around the house naked for about four hours. Rick was there all the time and looked after me.
I don”t understand what I”m doing wrong, but I”m glad you tried it. It didn”t bring me much pleasure, but I experienced some bliss. Perhaps I will repeat such a number, but not with such force.
A few days later my buttocks are still sore. So beware of such games. If you can”t stand it, stop. In any case, everything comes with experience. Good luck.
