To be honest? This is a time where there is not a lot of spanking. Lady has lost the connection to her feelings. Because our spanking is always erotic and never as discipline, there are nearly spankings these days. Only last Sunday morning there was a wake up spanking. Together we felt asleep the evening before, even a little sad because we both like it and we are not able to go there as easily as we are used to. 

Because I was the first to wake up, I made the coffee and brought it to the attic where we sleep. A little sleepy we where still, whilst drinking our first cup of coffee that day. When we finished the coffee she laid her head on my breast and it felt nice and good. In that moment I felt her body against mine, someway I felt the signal from it… It seemed that here body really wanted a spanking. So I withdrew myself from under her head and in the same movement I turned her on her stomach with my right hand in her neck. That was the moment she surrendered to her feelings.

I don’t think that it was the most impressive spanking we ever shared, but here body knew the feeling as recognising it. After a short while I even saw her body getting that familiar curve and tension… the moment the first orgasm went trough her body. Carefully I kept spanking her, keeping close attention to her body and her reactions. I noticed that her body could have a little more, but it had to be done with care as somehow her body seemed to feel more the pain and less the beauty of the pain changing to lust.

I asked her “Is it enough?” She replied that she did not know… so I softly whispered to her that I would make her come one more time, by softly tapping her pussy. In no time her body reacted and gave even more than before… I took her in my arms….

Often we make love after/in the spanking… this time I did not do that… I hoped this was good for her and maybe helped her a little to get in touch with her own feelings again. Making love would have troubled the way she could interpreted the intentions and love in the spanking and make it more egoistic for me…

During the day I could see that there was unbalance in her, a kind of being puzzled. Yes, it was nice to feel that her body could recognise the spanking, but her mind didn’t know or it was glad with it or should it be “angry” to her body for liking the feelings whilst in her mind there was and is…
Connection lost.

I hope you understand that I also now stick to our real experiences instead of telling story’s… We will keep our patience and wait till the connection is restored. Not trying to damage a part of her feelings and breaking the beauty in the wonderful person Lady is!

Yours,
© Magic

For sure, it was a long time that I wrote over here. Last week we had the time and rest to be together and I didn’t write.  To be honest? It is a good sign that I did not write, there was something much more nicer to do… spanking e.g.

I will not try to write everything from the last week, but there where many moments where we spanked and where we shared and made love… let my write about yesterday…

Already in bed, even rather late, while we where talking, I felt the changing in my body, the longing after a week of many spankings was reverberating through my body and I felt, again, horny and even a little frustrating. But far past midnight I decided to let it go when Lady came closer to me and told me that she was horny and could not sleep, she even had in mind what kind of implements she liked to feel, as much as possible the Implements made of wood, any kind of paddle, spoon and other kitchen material. On my own initiative I decided that a cane was also wood… and the metal of the shoe spoon was something to feel the difference.

Naked as she was, she turned on her stomach and I started to warm her bottom.. Not such a bright idea to start with the cane on a cold skin. Our purpose is always to have as much “fun” as possible. Very quickly after I started I saw the first wave hitting her shore. For some reason the sadistic part of my was willing to make it harsh for her.

While I started with my warm and bare hand, I changed the pace and the impact. By slowing down the pace, but increasing the force, I could make her grumble a little. In the force applied I noticed that lying flat on her stomach she did not move that much, and I like to see her dance. ” On you’re knees..” with a little tap beneath her belly I help her up and could see her nice buttock before me.

Changing from her left to her right half forth and back I kept spanking a long time. The skin of her backside was very rose. Still I didn’t use what she had asked, but I gave her some nipple clamps. In the spanking I like that also, because she is more aware of her body. The next blow on her bottom made her body move and her breasts with the clamp also… There was a part of “not being kind” where I spanked here serious and putting weights on her nipple clamps, like a erotic form of power lifting.

With a lot of weights on her clamps I took a wooden paddle, and it felt like a relief when she felt. The touch of the wood, so different from my hands made her come nearly at once, in the horny state we where, I did not give her time to regain herself but kept spanking… Again I could see a change in her body and the orgasm she had went from the normal orgasm she has when she is spanked, to a serious squirting orgasm. It was so much that I really could hear the fluid coming out of her… over and over she came while I changed from paddle to cane, cane to riding crop, from the riding crop to a wooden spatula or wooden spoon forth and back. Again and again she came…

I felt that she became a little tired,  and whilst slowly tapping with one hand on her womanhood, with the other hand I released the clamps, because I know that hurts often I took them away in the middle of an orgasm, increasing the dept of the orgasm… Even tough I didn’t stop spanking.. It felt that she could handle a lot and we both liked the feeling.

For sure there was one moment that she called me “Jerk!”  It was when I decided to use the cold metal of the shoe spoon on her labia. I wrote that she had squirting orgasms already… in this moment she seemed to go a step further again. Going further or deeper is not a purpose for us.. the being in the spanking is the beauty!

I asked her of she got enough…  She asked me to make love to her…