Lady bits & and a riding crop #18+, NSFW

On Sunday, Daddy decided that his girl needed a firm application of the riding crop to ensure her best behavior for the duration of the afternoon.  I presented myself to him, as requested, in a sexy little number that I recently bought, crop in hand.  He was feeling quite stern, so he had me kneel on the bench at the foot of the bed and bend over before him.  For any of you familiar with this position, this stretches and tightens the buttocks, therefore greatly increasing the pain of a spanking.  It also gives a Daddy unrestricted access to the sit spot and tops of the thighs.  I was more than a little apprehensive as he lifted the silk of my lingerie to expose my bare behind to his attentions.

The spanking that ensued left me begging and in tears.  I was not expecting such an emphatic lesson that afternoon!  The beating came hard and fast, leaving his fiery marks of dominance all over my bare behind.  Within minutes, I went from playful little girl, to Daddy’s compliant and obedient little girl.  The riding crop really is quite efficient.

  

After, he held me, and told me how proud of me he was.  He kissed my tears away and began to fondle me in all the best places. 

It was then that I asked for it.

“Daddy?”

“Yes, my loves,” he answered, expertly teasing my nipple with his tongue, his fingers inching south.

“I want you to use the riding crop again….”

Eyebrow raised he asked, “I didn’t spank you hard enough?”

“Yes, you did, Daddy,” I assured him quickly.  “But… I want you to use it other places…”

“Oh, really?” he asked, rising from the bed, crop quickly in hand. 

Before I had time to reconsider, he was ordering me to spread my thighs.

“Wider,” he commanded, striking my bare thigh with the crop.

I immediately obeyed, spreading my thighs as wide as I could, revealing the tiny nub nestled there in my most pleasurable of places. 

A bit of fear coursed through me, catching me by surprise.  My thoughts raced and my breath quickened.  How badly would this hurt?  Would he really strike me there?

Yes, he really would.

He began to apply the crop, lightly at first.  That part felt very nice, sensual even.  I began to grind my hips a bit in pleasure and sweet sexual frustration. 

Swat, right to my clit.

That one hurt!  That made me cry out and close my thighs.  Daddy was having none of this and ordered me to spread my thighs, immediately.  His tone commanded obedience.

Tears in my eyes, I complied, and he continued to apply very measured strokes to my lady bits with that dreadful crop.  While it really was painful, it eventually did invoke some pleasurable sensations…

And then he took to spanking my nipples with the bloody thing! 

I wasn’t as fond of this practice.  This was much more stingy pain sensation and very little pleasure on my end.  Daddy sure enjoyed it though.

All in all, I am glad that we experimented with a bit of torture to my lady parts.  This is rather new for us, and I think we both enjoyed the exploration. 

Oh, and Daddy definitely got a happy ending! 🙂

Keep it kinky, folks!  Life’s so much better that way.

XOXO,

Nora